Niko’s answer didn’t really surprise Inga, but she was still disappointed. “I’m not that small,” she said sourly, crossing her arms. “No, I haven’t asked Viktor. I guess I should.” It wasn’t a bad idea, but part of her wasn’t sure she wanted to know what the answer was. She readjusted her hold on the dog again and looked away from Niko, suddenly uncomfortable again. “Sorry for bothering you,” she mumbled.<br/><br/>Her gaze began roaming over the books lined up on the shelves, trying to find something to focus on besides Niko. Maybe the books she was looking for were here. Inga drifted closer to the shelves again, reading the titles. None of them seemed to be from the series she was trying to read. Maybe some of them were still good, but she couldn’t bring herself to be interested in them.<br/><br/>Come to think of it, Niko had been reading when Inga came in. What had she been reading? Inga turned back to try and see the title again, but quickly turned away again. She didn’t want to be bothered. People didn’t exactly come for libraries for conversations. She chewed the inside of her mouth anxiously.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Since, the room was emptying quickly and losing any excitement it may have had, Magpie decided to move on. It seemed that the doctors didn’t want them there anyway. She drifted along down the hallway. “Any idea where to head to next?” She asked Nikita. “I don’t know the layout of this place, so you’ll have to show me the best places to be.” Stopping a further distance down the hallway, Magpie stretched, raising her hands above her head and knitting her fingers together. With a sigh, she let them fall to her side again.<br/><br/>She didn’t really have any plans, beyond wedging herself in the base as long as she needed to. While she had a feeling that they wouldn’t be here long, there wasn’t any harm in taking advantage of a place while she had to shack up there.