[ Rude! But Susato will let him get the last word, taking it lightheartedly as intended. Her gaze lingers for a moment as she grabs her things, some choice books, and disappears behind a shelf into another section.
One hour later, she can be found at a table near the stained glass windows, as promised.
Her copy of Written in the Stars is no longer smoking. Her books about snakes are still there, and now she's added one or two books about nightmares and dream interpreting, but sadly none about noctaere.
Rather than read any book in particular, however, she has the pieces of mirror that she's found laid out in front of her like a puzzle. ]
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One hour later, she can be found at a table near the stained glass windows, as promised.
Her copy of Written in the Stars is no longer smoking. Her books about snakes are still there, and now she's added one or two books about nightmares and dream interpreting, but sadly none about noctaere.
Rather than read any book in particular, however, she has the pieces of mirror that she's found laid out in front of her like a puzzle. ]