( The library is something of a comfort, a place to retreat when the demands of work and navigating a world so alien to her own have drained her social battery. She’s got a collection of books in her arms on physics, and is clad in workers overalls and boots that certainly aren’t of Thedas manufacture.
She was heading to a table, but stopped short when she saw the book float. The abruptness is not discrete, and even less so given the gasp of delighted surprise. At least she glances around sheepishly for being so loud in a library. )
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demands of work and navigating a world so alien to her own have drained her social battery. She’s got a collection of books in her arms on physics, and is clad in workers overalls and boots that certainly aren’t of Thedas manufacture.
She was heading to a table, but stopped short when she saw the book float. The abruptness is not discrete, and even less so given the gasp of delighted surprise. At least she glances around sheepishly for being so loud in a library. )
I’m sorry. I’m still not used to magic.