"You're welcome!"

"I feel so loved," says Adarin in a deadpan.

"Awww. Do you want me to coach you? I can coach you -"

"Nnnnno that's okay, we'll just figure it out."

"Shara will probably produce plenty of opinions about the details when she knows you are not labeled fragile, this end up, keep out of direct sunlight, no sudden movements or loud noises, do not expose to bagpipe music."

"Uuuum, lingering death from... fluid in the lungs, that's what."

"Sounds drawn out. I'll avoid bagpipes, then."

"Well, the point is that you don't actually need the fragility labeling."

"But what if I die?" says Adarin in mock-fear.

"He will never get to kiss her if he dies first!"

"All right, go ahead and be careful around bagpipes but don't be careful around Shara, she doesn't even know how to play."

"Oh, well, that's okay, then."

"She's in the library if you want to go right now."

"Uh - what, right now-?"

"Yup," says Zeviana, who immediately starts pushing her brother to the door. "Right now, shoo, before you think about it too much. Shoo!"

"There," says Zeviana, casually leaning on the door to prevent him from coming back in. "That'll work."

"He doesn't know where the library is, does he?"

"No idea."

"I'll show him where to find it," laughs Kayam, and she lets herself out of the room.

Adarin is currently looking like a confused and lost puppy. "... I don't know where the library is."

"I figured. This way." Stroll, stroll.

"Yeah, I'm kinda pining. But I'm not jealous. And me and her isn't going to happen anyway."