Naria looked at him. Watching him move over to the scrolls. This was curious as most people went to the books. In any case she didn't mind. She loved the old scrolls. Loved the stories they would tell her. She watched him walking around. She moved and sat on the counter. Watching him as he stopped by the scrolls. She didn't know what to say at the moment. She smiled as the scroll was delicately unrolled. She got down and walked over to him. Staring down at the scroll he was looking at. "I like that one. It speaks of ancient china." She said softly. She said with a smile. She loved the ancient cultures of China and Japan. She looked at him. He seemed different but she couldn't place the how or why. She moved away from him. Going behind a shelf and vanished. Disappearing in back but all that could be seen is that the curtain opened, rustled, and closed. She reformed as human inside the back room. Sitting down and looked at a cracked picture of her and her family. They had been so happy until they accident. Now her mother could barely look at her. Her father didn't look at her the same.