[Eda still didn’t like any of this one bit, but if she was going to figure out what was happening she might as well poke around the town. That, and it couldn’t hurt to read up on the human realm if she was stuck there.
Except, of course, nothing could be that simple. She’d just gotten into an argument with a tired-seeming librarian about how she definitely hadn’t signed up already, before eventually giving up and reading through the list of books she’d supposedly borrowed.
She has to admit they all seem like things she would have checked out, though the length of the list gives her the feeling that someone is calling her a nerd.
With some vague grumbling, she wanders away from the front desk and begins to see if she can find any of the books on her list. It doesn’t take her long to get frustrated with the fact that the first few she looks for don’t appear to be on the shelves.
Turning a corner, she almost bumps into someone carrying, among other things, a copy of Witchcraft Medicine.]
Hey, I was looking for tha–
[Her tone starts off irritable, before she actually looks at the person. Then she trails off, looking more than a little surprised.]
Wait… blondie?
[She wasn’t expecting to see anyone from home, and it isn’t the specific teenager that she might have been hoping for, but it is nice to see the boy appears to be, well, alive.
While she isn’t sure she likes the kid, Luz does, and Willow does, and he was just that, a kid. One who had apparently been treated horribly, and one who was dealing with a lot recently. The last time she’d seen him, that look of absolute panic and betrayal on his face had been painful. Her first instinct is to ask what Hunter’s doing here, but that doesn’t seem like a thing anyone knows for sure, so she goes with her other concern instead.]
How ya holding up, kid? [she asks, her voice suddenly gentler as she thinks about that night. Her tone probably comes off somewhere between ‘concerned parent’ and ‘trying not to scare a small wild animal.’]
Well Read | Eda
Except, of course, nothing could be that simple. She’d just gotten into an argument with a tired-seeming librarian about how she definitely hadn’t signed up already, before eventually giving up and reading through the list of books she’d supposedly borrowed.
She has to admit they all seem like things she would have checked out, though the length of the list gives her the feeling that someone is calling her a nerd.
With some vague grumbling, she wanders away from the front desk and begins to see if she can find any of the books on her list. It doesn’t take her long to get frustrated with the fact that the first few she looks for don’t appear to be on the shelves.
Turning a corner, she almost bumps into someone carrying, among other things, a copy of Witchcraft Medicine.]
Hey, I was looking for tha–
[Her tone starts off irritable, before she actually looks at the person. Then she trails off, looking more than a little surprised.]
Wait… blondie?
[She wasn’t expecting to see anyone from home, and it isn’t the specific teenager that she might have been hoping for, but it is nice to see the boy appears to be, well, alive.
While she isn’t sure she likes the kid, Luz does, and Willow does, and he was just that, a kid. One who had apparently been treated horribly, and one who was dealing with a lot recently. The last time she’d seen him, that look of absolute panic and betrayal on his face had been painful. Her first instinct is to ask what Hunter’s doing here, but that doesn’t seem like a thing anyone knows for sure, so she goes with her other concern instead.]
How ya holding up, kid? [she asks, her voice suddenly gentler as she thinks about that night. Her tone probably comes off somewhere between ‘concerned parent’ and ‘trying not to scare a small wild animal.’]