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Library [Sunday, January 27]

With a book and a bottle of water, Lee's back in the library, leaning back in his chair and looking about as comfortable as someone can look behind the library desk.

He's not really reading the book, more skimming for something to do to pass the time.

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He's read the same page about five times now. It's beneficial, really.

The library's closed except for aides and Bob.

And now he's just given up on the book to scrawl a few things in a notebook.

I'm around!

Well, it was a Sunday afternoon and Adah, it would seem had a bit of time on her hands to kill before having to get ready for her clinic shift. Now, how in the world would she possibly want to spend it? A few things came into mind; most of them, she was too lazy, but there was a rather lovely one regarding a bit of research on the behaviors of certain bacteriophages when exposed to certain elements, but she supposed a visit to the library would do.

"Hey."

Of course, she was paying more attention to trying to figure out what he was scribbling down than him specifically at the moment.

"Hey yourself," Lee said, sneaking a glance up at her before finishing his sentence and dropping his pen. "How are you doing? Good weekend?"

"Interesting weekend," Adah said, because she wasn't about to call it good. She was still looking, head tilted slightly, at his upside words, reading them without caring if she was allowed to or not. "Comatose patient in the clinic yesterday," she elaborated. "Doing well, good vitals, but she had just about half the population of the island visiting her." Her nose wrinkled in distaste. "It was annoying."

"Crowded," Lee said, frowning. "Hope she gets better. Trying to read my super secret writing?"

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Adah lifted her eyes toward the Eel with a sardonic glance. "There's no trying involved. I read upside down writing very well, remember?"

"Right," Lee said and tapped his fingers against the notebook. "Did you enjoy my very boring notes about my classes?"

"Not particularly," Adah admitted with a smirk and a light shake of her head. "But out of my options for distractions right now, they're turning out to be the most interesting."

"Oh, ouch," he said and tapped his chest. "I'm not distracting enough? Me and my smile?"

Adah gave her head a slow, rueful sort of shake. "Not yet, no," she told him. "You'll have to try harder; words are more attractive than people."

He smiled and leaned across the desk some more. "See, and I thought you thought I talked too much."

"Written words," Adah specified, fighting back a grin as she narrowed her eyes slight at the Eel's forward lean. "Smart ass. You do talk too much. Most people do."

"Oh, you weren't specific enough," he chided, waggling a finger at her. "And here I was going to just start talking and never stop."

"And here I was thinking," Adah wrinkled her nose at that waggling finger, "that you would probably start talking and never stop no matter what. You usually do..."

"I am sometimes quiet," he pointed out. "When I have a good reason to be."

"And when," Adah challenged with a grin, "is a good reason to be quiet, hm?"

"Well..." He paused, looking thoughtful. "When I'm sleeping or when I'm eating...well, that's pattern. When my mouth is otherwise occupied, I'd say."

"So you don't talk much in your sleep," Adah mused with a light smile, tilting her head. "That's disappointing; it lessens the chances of discovering your secrets if you did. I have to admit, though, I like your last reason. That's a good one..."

"Well, see, I don't know if I talk in my sleep since I'm asleep," he pointed out. "Someone would have to tell me if I did while I was sleeping."

"Well, I've never noticed," Adah assured him, although she knew her exposure to that sort of thing was, in her opinion, unfortunately low. "But perhaps I should interrogate your roommate. Of course, do you have secrets that you'd risk babbling in the throes of REM? I'd hate to waste my time to discover nothing...."

"I might," he said vaguely. "You know a lot about me but not...everything."

Adah bit down on a corner of her mouth, against a small smirk. "I do love a good intrigue. Do I get an idea of where I can start?"

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