"(She's just going to stand there until I say something, huh?)" Nya sighed and closed her eyes. "Oh well, just bring it to a room. Just try to not hurt her," she said, ousting the girl with a hand movement.
"Yes." the girl simply responded, unemotionally as always, before disappearing upstairs.
Soon, the calm came back. Nya started cleaning the room assisted by Latheli. None said a single word, both knew what the other was thinking about. Once they finished, Latheli dared to break the silence, asking a question both knew the answer to, "It was an angel, wasn't it?"
Nya sank herself on a chair lazily, "Who knows? She might have been thrown into a furnace."
"It is that dangerous, huh? That is why you didn't want the others to get involved." Latheli insisted.
Nya sighed, "That girl… she is a bibliomancer, I think. All of her body was gravely wounded, but her eyes didn't have a thing. She probably protected them and that's a reflex only a bibliomancer would have."
