[Carlisle mutters something to the tune of 'barbaric,' but continues working, filling his pen and starting on the glyph. Despite being less intoxicated, it seems his linework has not improved -- it's arguably worse with the way his hand trembles every now and then, but apparently, a clean circle isn't entirely needed, so long as it's vaguely in the correct shape.]

The place I was before being brought here had a lot of technology, as well. I- I learned not to trust it in most cases. You will have to forgive my nerves.