Brooke
Truth be told, Faelyth was a bit surprised that he had heard her. After all, it was her job to be silent. Perhaps he was a shapeshifter of some kind and could smell her rather than hear her? She knew many of them possessed enhanced senses, just like their animal counterpart. His question about what she was doing however caused a playful smile to appear beneath her mouth covering. "Oh, I come here to read people, not books." Resting along the top of the bookshelf, something began to move beneath the dark elf's clothing. Up her side then down her sleeve, a beautiful blue and white snake poked its head out to peer at the man below, flicking its tongue curiously.

"Well, Zafeiri here seems to like you." Before her snake could slither down onto the man, Faelyth brought it back up and allowed her companion to slink back beneath her clothing. "You don't seem to be here just doing some light reading, hm? Researching, perhaps?" There was a playful tone to Faelyth's voice, but beneath it was an air of curiosity. Sure, the library was a great place to research, but this man just looked so- how could she describe it? Out of place, maybe?
Ruby
*He shrugged at her response to his question. Her being on the shelves did make sense in that context, even though it was still an odd choice.* "You must have quite the skill in remaining unseen. Should I try to do that and I'd no doubt get spotted and the people I was trying to study would have called me a freak. I have my own methods of observation." *He had his own smile, barely visible, sly, but with a slightly unsettling feel about it. He put down the books before his next statement.*

"My fellow scholars have often questioned me on my definition of light reading. Seems my definition of light reading has... Broadened over the centuries. Although I do tend to pick books reflecting current questions I have, so I guess you could call it research." *He carefully chose his words, enjoying this intelligent conversation. They had been carefully probing and deflecting with their words, and Damir reveled in it. Like fencing, as one author put it.*
Brooke
"Ah well, it *Is* My job to be unseen after all." Faelyth snickered, her voice gently floating down to the man in a sinister tone. Tilting her head a bit, she studied the man further. "Centuries, hm? Well, the longer you live the more time you have to broaden I suppose. I still have hundreds of years to live, yet here I am, choosing to watch people over text on a page." Faelyth sighed a bit, that playful tone of hers ever present. Slinking down the side of the shelf, the dark elf landed with no sound as her feet hit the floor of the library. She tilted her head once more his way, causing her silver hair to fall partially over her eyes, one yellow, the other blue.

"Well, what *Are* You reading about then? Don't tell me-" Faelyth began to stride around the man, tapping her finger to her mask gently as she did so. "Hm... A dark romance between two forbidden lovers? No, no, you don't seem the type. How about... How to life terrible curses?" Leaning in toward his side, Faelyth giggled slightly, her voice lowering in a much more sinister tone. "Have I hit the mark yet?"
Ruby
*He chuckled a bit, nothing overly sinister about it. Just amusement. But even so you could tell there was something not quite right.* "Nothing that sinister. Just some books on the theory of magic items. I'm trying to develop a magic ring to help protect against individuals attempting to scry someone. Making new magic is unfortunately never easy, but it is oddly relaxing."

*He started stroking his beard before looking at Fayleth.* "How about you? You need to stay unseen, so are you a thief? A spy? Or something more... What's the word... Unsavory for the average folk." *His own smile mad it clear he at least has reasonable suspicion as to why someone would sit on top of a bookshelf all day. At the very least a thief, although she carried herself in a manner that implied... Darker behavior.*