“What are you doing still up?” (Snobbishbookworm)
Sig had never stayed at the library for this long before. If he’d been more awake, he wouldn’t have been surprised to see Klug here this late at night, but it was kind of hard for anyone not to jump when someone else’s voice suddenly yanked them out of a drowsy stupor.
“mgHuh? Oh... hi, Glasses. I um... m’just readin’ some... uhh...”
If his tiredness wasn’t clear enough in his expression, it was clear in the way he struggled to form coherent statements, or even recall which words mean what.
“... Book... this one. M’tryin to learn stuff from it...”
He pointed down at the open book in front of him, which just so happened to be the entomology encyclopedia that Klug had gotten him for Christmas. Also on the desk were several different dictionaries and thesauruses, in various states of being looked through.