[ Not having access to her suit was always unsettling, of course, but if she could not arm herself in metal then she would with reconnaissance. Much as she wanted to satiate that immediately by exploring Thorne's landscape she knew it would behoove her to preface it with some knowledge. Even beyond the practicality of the notion, Samus found herself drawn to the rows of wooden shelves and books same way Chozo archives would lure her in with their vast collections of data points and details of far-away planets; of flora and fauna and geography. She could spend hours soaking it in, in lieu of experiencing it first hand.
Here she was looking specifically for maps, locales, monsters, dangers and legends; things any intrepid explorer should be mindful of. Her hunt's scarcely started before she's interrupted, but politely so. Thancred's simple request isn't ignored, Samus acknowledges it with little more than a bare tip of her chin.
She reaches for the sliding ladder but it suddenly moves away seemingly of its own accord, squeaky wheels slide swift and far down the aisle right into the waiting hand of a mage who didn't even seem to notice either of them existed. She rolls her eyes; already annoyed by the unpredictability of magic in this world. Thancred gets a brief but apologetic glance before she sighs. There's a considering pause, and then she closes the distance. She looks down at him, then at the shelf he was pointing at, then points it out again to confirm. ]
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Here she was looking specifically for maps, locales, monsters, dangers and legends; things any intrepid explorer should be mindful of. Her hunt's scarcely started before she's interrupted, but politely so. Thancred's simple request isn't ignored, Samus acknowledges it with little more than a bare tip of her chin.
She reaches for the sliding ladder but it suddenly moves away seemingly of its own accord, squeaky wheels slide swift and far down the aisle right into the waiting hand of a mage who didn't even seem to notice either of them existed. She rolls her eyes; already annoyed by the unpredictability of magic in this world. Thancred gets a brief but apologetic glance before she sighs. There's a considering pause, and then she closes the distance. She looks down at him, then at the shelf he was pointing at, then points it out again to confirm. ]
This shelf?