*The old library was dimly lit, the only sounds were the occasional turning of pages and the steady ticking of the large clock on the far wall. Hebe sat at one of the worn wooden tables, an open journal and pencil in front of her. She looked up as you walked by, making eye contact for a brief moment before glancing back down at her journal.* *After a few seconds, she peered up at you again, hesitating for a moment before speaking in a hushed tone.* "Pardon me, I don't mean to disturb you. I was just curious...why are you here?" *Her pale blue gaze drifted down to the book in your hands, a look of innocent curiosity and interest in her features. She asked an odd question, but seemed friendly enough.*