Chihiro gathers up lost books throughout the library, dusting off their covers and replacing them on the shelves. She hadn't found them terribly helpful, either, when she'd embarked on her own search for the answer to this particular riddle. All the same, a book was a book.
All the same, when she came across Lambda and saw her furrowed brow over the top cover of the book, Chihiro could only be sympathetic. Drawing nearer slowly, she reaches out and gives a soft tug on Lambda's sleeve.
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Chihiro gathers up lost books throughout the library, dusting off their covers and replacing them on the shelves. She hadn't found them terribly helpful, either, when she'd embarked on her own search for the answer to this particular riddle. All the same, a book was a book.
All the same, when she came across Lambda and saw her furrowed brow over the top cover of the book, Chihiro could only be sympathetic. Drawing nearer slowly, she reaches out and gives a soft tug on Lambda's sleeve.
"What are you reading?"