#wisest of the golden. will you ever let yourself rest. lysithea main.

[starsdeath]

“My goodness, you startled me. What on earth brings you here?” / for Lysithea!

Wide pink eyes stare up at Ferdinand, her head cocked a little to the right, a notebook and a couple books held underneath one arm. A few hairs out of place thanks to her missing clasps, along with the slight downward pull of her lips into a frown are the only things that indicate her own startled sense of self. Smoothing down her skirt, if only for the familiarity of the habit to help soothe her nerves, Lysithea schooled her face into something calmer, hoping that the near scowl was no longer nearly as present now.

"Hello Ferdinand. It wasn't my intention to startle you so, but I do apologize." If this was because he didn't her, in any way because of her height, then she was certainly going to get in some late night training with the clear intent of honing her control over Dark Spikes. "I was looking for books on the history of the Empire, specifically of those territories close to my own, in case the accounts written here differ from those I read when I was younger."

She was truly looking for any hints of information on those who experimented on her & her family, and though she highly doubted there would be anything about them in books kept by the church, that didn't mean any information in the books she'd gathered that looked particularly interesting wouldn't be helpful at some point in the future.

"What are you doing here, Ferdinand?" She wasn't attempting to be accusatory, but the question did sound particularly sharp, even to her own ears. As such, she offered a tiny smile in the hopes it would sound less intense. "Perhaps I can help you find something? I've spent many hours in this library, likely second only to Claude, or perhaps Linhardt, and I know that somethings are placed in sections that truly do not make any sense for the books contents."