You used to be such a bookworm as a little boy.

Bagheera wistfully recalled Lazarus' childhood as he strolled through the aisles of the most extensive library that he knew besides the one in Lux University. As of late, his familiar took to recalling various parts of his childhood and speaking of them as if they hadn't happened recently.

They haven't! You're thirty-three now, Lazarus, it's been so long since you were a little boy.

He could practically see the dramatic way in which Bagheera would've thrown their paw over their eyes and curled up in 'anguish'. But he was busier with looking for texts and tomes that he would need for his studies. If he was lucky, he could also pick up some books from the marketplace in the slums on his way home. He was long past dude for a bit of light reading and was looking forward to it whenever he couldn't go for his midnight runs.

So, what are we looking for today?

For now, he'd have to study enchantment again. If he was going to practice his abilities and regain his strength then it would be necessary to start from the basics. However, he could remember how tedious it was to practice when he was a child. Thankfully his patience had grown since then but his eagerness to see his objectives through would only serve as a hindrance.

While he thought it over, someone nearby was reaching for a tome that was on a shelf higher than they were able to reach. Their reaching caused the tome to slide outwards but it was hurtling towards their face. Lazarus looked to the side and waved his hand, causing a bit of air to wrap around the tome and lightly push it aside so it wouldn't collide with the person's nose

"There."

He tilted his head to the side.

"Are you alright?"

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