Lark leaned her back against a wall, and shook her head, looking more than a small amount of bewildered. “So I woke up about half an hour ago- in the library again- but I suppose that someone used used my stacks of books for storage space and forgot. I’m looking into research about the Late Byzantine Empire, but someone decided to store volume two of Scott Pilgrim there and it took me a solid two minutes to figure out something was wrong. Wish they’d given me volume one,” Lark rambled, putting a hand to her forehead. “Decided that was enough brain for one day... Hey, I forgot, did you want something from me?”











