Hidden behind rows of shelves which held books and scrolls of various kinds, there was Alexander Gelt, leaning against a shelf full of modern day comic books. They were so contrast to the other books as they lacked leather covers and thick parchment pages. Manga and American comics lined the little corner with various colors and words foreign to this world. His eyes were simply focused on the first page of a light graphic novel which he had in his had in his hand, it was the latest volume of Dungeon in a Dungeon, a strange story about a young man who only did quests involving puzzles in dungeons. It was a psychological thriller adventure story, but he couldn't seem to comprehend the appeal all that much other than the obscenely graphic scenes.<br/><br/>That was when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a tenderized voice which rung out throughout the library and through the shelves. Placing his book back onto the shelf, he would cover the shelf with a curtain before leaving the corner of the library and moving towards where he had heard her voice. moments later it would have seemed as if he appeared in beside her. Despite wearing armored boots, he was able to stealthily move about if he tried, even quiet enough to fool an elf.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #00FFBF">"I can buy some,"</span></span>He stated as it would seem as if since he didn't close the Market Box, it was still following him around. Reaching over he would type in the general<span style="font-style: italic">mending supplies</span>. A long list appeared which he would begin to scroll through until he came across a<span style="font-style: italic">magic set</span>which would automatically blend into the dress once it was sewn into it, to make it appear as if it had never been torn. Tapping the purchase button, a black sphere of darkness would appear on a nearby table before puffing out like before into smoke. There on the table was a ball of semi-translucent thread and a sewing kit.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #00FFBF">"Anyways... The staff of yours... Is it a magic staff?"</span></span>He asked curiously as he tilted his head to the side a bit, wondering if she was able to use magic. Healing magic would be nice, or some sort of spiritual magic since he knew elves used various forms of magic, but mainly surrounded themselves with spiritual magics and gifts.