Quite close to a first entrance...

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Christian has developped a serious writer's block. Having hidden in his room for ages, trying to write and trying to forget the sad incidents, he is completely unaware of the illness and the quest. He comes down from his room and doesn't even discern the tension in the room. He turns to the bar to have his fill of absinthe. Maybe he will meet the green fairy, or, even better, forget.

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"I don't worry about anything", he replies, slightly cross-eyed.
"How about you?"

(sorry, HP got in the way and I had to check on your canon. Sounds interesting. I'll look out if I can read some)