007 || [Location:Taxon Library/Accidental Visual] || Seven For Avalon

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Corwin has definitely learned his lesson in “be careful what you wish for,” and instead of wandering the city aimlessly and complaining about how dull it is here (or hacking at trees), he’s managed to find something to occupy himself with.

He has always enjoyed the company of books—something about being surrounded with so many words had a calming effect that nothing else could even come close to matching. He spent a good deal of time simply wandering through the shelves and taking in the smell of them. It had been a long time since he’d been near so many. Too much to do…

It took a lot longer than it might have before he finally made his decision, sliding an obviously old, rather thick, and doubtless dry piece of literature off the shelf it sat on and retreated to a chair to sit and read it, cigarette in hand that he rapidly forgot about, lost as he was in the world of words.

And all of it for the enjoyment of the tablet. Evidently, it didn’t like him today.

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[location: Taxon Library]

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Her smile becomes positively gleeful at the grudging agreement, and Alexis all but bounces at the assent. So she's a little over enthusiastic. She's in high school; she's allowed to be.

"Afternoons work." She extends a hand to him for a handshake. "Thank you, Mr. Corwin."

Honestly, how can anyone stay grumpy in the face of that much obvious glee?

[location: Taxon Library]

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Incredulous or not, all the obvious excitement earn is a raised eyebrow and a too-neutral expression that said he had years of practice wearing it. He's seen what "youthful enthusiasm" can lead to, after all, and none of it was very pretty.

He does at least, shake her hand and then his head.

"Don't be late."