Sorry for the bit of a wait! <3
Once she had settled her own books onto a nearby table and turned to face Alyssum again, Clover easily found herself reclining gently to sit on the table top and let her hands fold gently in her lap. Her new acquaintance had gone on to explain about what she had been reading, but most of it was really just mumbo jumbo to Clover. All she really got from Alyssum’s words was that the long extinct humans had somehow been able to fly. Not like birds, for Aly had said they didn’t have wings, but by something called an airplane. Whatever that was. "Very interesting," she muttered softly, features pulled together slightly, eyebrows furrowed, as she thought this complex idea over. It was much too much thinking for her liking, as Clover was a rather natural and uncomplicated girl, but she was interested to see her new acquaintance had such a curiosity for the topic.
"So," she started, trying to draw together Alyssum’s words. "You’re reading about flying? Are you going to fly?" Was it possible that the book she held told the secrets of flying? Clover was frightened to imagine the idea, but it was awfully thrilling. She hadn’t realized that the library could possibly hold such much varied information, but it seemed so. They were surrounded by thousands and thousands of words complied over hundreds of years, and so perhaps it was only sensible that so many topics were covered underneath the dusty book covers.
"I was just looking for stories," she admitted sheepishly, as if it were uncouth of her to be doing such a thing in a place of academy. Straw eyes glanced to the books she had brought, and a thin smile found her lips. She hoped that the boy would appreciate her gifts, even if he hadn’t asked for them in the first place. Upon returning her gaze to Alyssum, Clover rose from her seat on the table. "Are there pictures?" She asked eagerly, her thoughts having returned to the Inferni woman’s flying machines.
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