[Ivaera pauses for a lengthy moment to inspect the father, and perhaps the titles of the books if she can make them out. It's been a while since she's had access to a library, and the sight of the book-pile is making her nostalgic. If only she were the proper size...but then, sneaking around would be significantly more difficult.
With a sigh, she turns her attention away from the books to the rest of the house. Her mind similarly on the crystal piece, she tries to approximate where it might be from their position. And while she's at it, the elven woman listens intently for the sound of any other animal -pet or vermin- that might interrupt them.]
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With a sigh, she turns her attention away from the books to the rest of the house. Her mind similarly on the crystal piece, she tries to approximate where it might be from their position. And while she's at it, the elven woman listens intently for the sound of any other animal -pet or vermin- that might interrupt them.]