It was afternoon by the time Anders woke up, and when he did he mostly wished he had gotten vanished, because how the hell much had he drunk last night during that gremlin bite?!?

It was just his poor dumb luck that he was still hung over enough to not be paying any attention when the force field failed, just shuffling slowly down toward the Perk for a badly-needed coffee so he could get his head together enough to get in on the fighting.

He didn't notice when the force field blinked, which meant he didn't have time to be glad that at least he hadn't gotten stuck in a shelf in Special Collections this time.

. . . he might have been humming "All Along the Watchtower" when he blinked out, though.