[Dante had already been a frequent visitor to the library before the fair, but after it they had practically made it their second home. Hours upon hours were spent moving from table to armchair, metaphorical nose deep in books about the basics of business, the notebook they'd purchased just for this occasion already halfway filled with hurried scrawlings they'd yet to decide whether or not to transfer to some other notes section of their PDA.
And this evening... This evening had especially been good for studying. One text finished and another begun--one they'd even been allowed to take with them along with several others, provided they were returned (a rarity given local suspicions, and a favor they suspect was only pondered specifically to get them out of the building for awhile).
It's as they're checking the bag slung over their shoulder to make sure their prize is still there that they nearly run right into someone, only just managing to stop when they catch movement at the very edge of their vision.]
Wildcard!
And this evening... This evening had especially been good for studying. One text finished and another begun--one they'd even been allowed to take with them along with several others, provided they were returned (a rarity given local suspicions, and a favor they suspect was only pondered specifically to get them out of the building for awhile).
It's as they're checking the bag slung over their shoulder to make sure their prize is still there that they nearly run right into someone, only just managing to stop when they catch movement at the very edge of their vision.]
< Oh! Excuse me. >