"No."

Preston's voice is firm.

"You're my friend Ray. And to be perfectly honest, you stick out like a sore thumb." He tries a smile, attempting to soften the librian bluntness, "...I'm sorry-that came out terribly wrong-I didn't mean-"

he lowers his hands, "You remind me too much of Errol and I can't stand to see another innocent person get hurt."

The idea that Errol Partridge was hardly innocent and that it had been Preston who hurt him is pushed to the back of his head.