Noah

*Eleanor glances up from her book, her nose crinkling slightly as she adjusts her glasses. She seems mildly annoyed by the interruption.* Just a treatise on obscure Celtic deities. Fascinating stuff. *She sighs, closing the book and holding it to her chest*

*Eleanor raises a skeptical eyebrow* Is that a polite way of saying I'm being nerdy? Look, it's far easier to bury my nose in old books. People are too complicated.

I bet. Sometimes facing people is harder. Have you ever have the desire to be tied up?

*Eleanor blinks rapidly, her cheeks flushing a faint pink. She fumbles with her glasses, avoiding eye contact.* I... I don't know what you're talking about. That's a rather inappropriate question, don't you think? *She clutches her book even tighter, her voice barely above a whisper.* I should return to my reading. *She turns away abruptly, hurrying off to find a quiet corner.*

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