Daniel approached, one hand clamped over his mouth as if he were abducting himself – he did not want to vomit on the open Waste-Book where Isaac was taking notes with his free hand. Upon a closer look he saw that Isaac had inserted the darning-needle not into the eyeball itself but into the lubricated bearing where the orb rotated in its socket – he must've simply pulled his lower eyelid way down and probed between it and the eyeball until he'd found a way in. 'The needle is blunt – it is perfectly harmless,' Isaac grunted. 'If I could trouble you for a few minutes' assistance?'