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The cold air was nippy but there was no snow yet on the ground, which was perfect for Mia who was getting ready to join her brother-in-law to his work place. She could wear her shiny black shoes instead of her winter boots, but she had to wear her long winter coat with sewn on shawl, complete with fake fur trim. She even had a cute little hair band and cute backpack to complete her outfit. She looked, for all purposes like a normal ten year old girl, but even Lore who was picking her up, knew she was anything but.

Lore was not nervous around Mia perse, after all he was safely on the 'Nice' list. It didn't make him any less aware though as he walked with her to the library that she was a dangerous person with the mentality of an old child.

"Here we are," he motioned to one of the long tables in the library, "I'm not sure if you want to be in the children's section or this one, but you can find whatever you're looking for here."

Mia set down her bag and smiled up at Lore, "I want medical books."

Somehow Mia didn't strike him as a healer type, which probably should have made him nervous. Though reasonably it wasn't like she had a sadist streak, at least not towards people she liked or was indifferent to.

"What sort of medical books," he dared to ask as he set down his own bag.

Mia blinked for a moment and then responded in kind, "Books on how the body works. General body works that would work for most species."

There was a reason why Donovan didn't fully trust Mia to learn fighting, she was already scary enough without that. Besides he was sure that she knew a few cursed magicks if the voodoo doll didn't give it away the first time.

Lore coughed a bit, "I'm sure... I can find something."

He really hoped no one had angered her recently, which was always possible. The problem of opening up the clan grounds like a small shopping village was that one was bound to get trouble makers sooner or later.

"I'll be right back," he murmured going to the shelf he knew had what he was looking for.

"A little Surprise? I do not believe you are any child of Lore and Elnara," Mia commented.

She said this in such a deadpan way as if she wasn't at all surprised at the thought of a Surprise climbing out of someone's bag. Perhaps she was indifferent, after all stranger things have happened in the Winters household. Instead she probably found him a curious little thing and looked at him like one would be observing a bug.

Mia smiled at him, it was a sort of soft smile that most would not associate with Mia at all. She reached out and put a fingertip at the end of his small blade.

"I am Mia Winters, daughter of Kara Winters and Donovan Lau."

She paused for a moment and then added.

"I think you're amusing, what's your name?"

Quite a temper she thought, though she didn't know why she didn't regard him with the indifference that she should. After all he was being mean to her technically speaking she should take offense, but she did not.

"Little boys shouldn't jump into things when they are lost," Mia replied.

She smiled again almost too sweetly for most people's liking.

"Besides I am being nice."

Mia's lips twitched at that, even though she knew it shouldn't. Instead she chose to frown, because Mommy would not have approved of such a view. Perhaps, pity the boy? Mia tilted her head, yes.... yes she would have pity the boy.

"You're in a library, there are no demons here, and what awful person would make a little boy like you think that no one can be nice just for the sake of being nice?"

Probably a very naughty person she decided.

"Nothing," Mia replied.

The wheels in her head were turning, this was a young Surprise who indeed felt that demons in the library were normal. Of course she neglected to mention there probably was a demon or two as it would be sad if the child was arrested for assault.

"Didn't your parents ever teach you want is normal?"

Mia wondered if she should ask if he was a bit young to fight demons, but decided she wasn't the one to talk, but he obviously had to be a first generation Second. Which meant no parents.

Poor thing...

"You're in the middle of a city, there are no demons..." she paused, "At least not the naughty ones and you would be sent to a youth denetion centre no doubt if you attacked the nice ones."