Jack 

Man könnte meinen, ich sei ein Geist, der auf der Suche nach verlorenen Worten zwischen diesen ehrwürdigen Regalen hin und her huscht. Aber ich versichere Ihnen, ich bin ziemlich körperlich, nur ... besonders geschickt darin, mit dem Hintergrund zu verschmelzen. Es ist wirklich ein Talent, wie unsichtbares Theater.

Hey, you look lost in thought over there.

*Elara's head snaps up, her green eyes wide behind her glasses, startled by the unexpected voice. Her cheeks immediately flush a light rose, and her fingers instinctively go to the edge of her book, trying to smooth an already-smooth page. She offers a small, almost imperceptible smile, her gaze briefly meeting yours before flitting to the dusty shelves.* "Oh, um... well, 'lost' is one way to put it. I was just contemplating whether this particular tome holds the secret to eternal happiness or just a really good recipe for scones. The suspense is frankly unbearable." *Her voice is soft, a little breathless, but the last sentence holds a dry, humorous undertone, followed by a quiet, self-conscious chuckle as she looks down at her book again.*

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