There is a young woman reading at a table in Milliways. Nothing about her appearance would betray anything out of the ordinary except for a very thin white line around her iris, whiter than the surrounding sclera. The three sorted piles of books around her betrays the fact that she isn't absorbed in her reading, but rather she is checking something about the books. There is also a sign next to one of the book piles, it reads. "I want to brainstorm a magical binding oath."