Meanwhile, in La Taverna, Vince sips moodily at a glass of red while rubbing his temples. "Who would have thought that a book written by a Satyr, about FIONA, could possibly be so.... boring?!" He frowns at the book, turning back a page, then flipping ahead several inches, as though hoping that somewhere further in, he will find respite. A long sigh, and a tiny sip of the wine.
"It's a good thing that I LIKE studying. Never preferred aught else in my storied and studious career...."
And, back to the beginning of the chapter, to see if a second pass might reveal more insight.