"Something for us to explore on the way back," Jigano suggested cheerfully. Like Amalia, his heart was lightened with excitement at the treasure trove of new books, and he couldn't keep the grin off his face. He gave his thanks to the little star guide, but when its only response was to twinkle he gave it a wry smile and a gracious nod, then turned back to his friend's dilemma. Peering down at the book he frowned slightly, brow furrowing in thought as he tried to puzzle apart the letters, but the language was strange to him, and in the end he merely sighed and shook his head.
"Strange to me as well," he admitted. "Though, I do have a pair of glasses that might--" He had started to reach for them when Amalia stepped by him and pushed the book into the star's light. With another wry smile he stepped back, slipping the case the protected the spectacles back into his pocket and waiting to see if Safrin's guide would respond to her ardent acolyte's plea.
In the meantime, he selected another book from the shelf and began perusing it with outward calm that belied the champagne-fizz of curiosity that bubbled through his heart and left him wanting to hum in glee at the new knowledge laid before their fingertips.
"Strange to me as well," he admitted. "Though, I do have a pair of glasses that might--" He had started to reach for them when Amalia stepped by him and pushed the book into the star's light. With another wry smile he stepped back, slipping the case the protected the spectacles back into his pocket and waiting to see if Safrin's guide would respond to her ardent acolyte's plea.
In the meantime, he selected another book from the shelf and began perusing it with outward calm that belied the champagne-fizz of curiosity that bubbled through his heart and left him wanting to hum in glee at the new knowledge laid before their fingertips.
