Loki is on his way to the exit, a reasonable pile of books with him. Coiled around his neck and shoulders, is an emerald green snake with yellow-golden underbelly. He and Einar were getting used to each other still, but the familiar had been a good guide so far.

Recognizing the girl, and several books she's reading from his own skimming of the selections, he moves over. Keeping his voice soft--they are in a library after all. "No gaggle of geese this time?"