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Jean quietly opened the door of the library and left a few other freshlings through who were on the other side, giving them a small smile and a nod as they walked by. He then went in himself, intent on returning a couple of novels that he had borrowed and renting a couple more. He dropped them into the return bin and started to wander over to the shelves when he thought he spotted... someone familiar. He took a few steps back to be able to take a closer look and... it was Snowlily! The classmate that had managed to spill all of her art supplies on him! He hoped that she was a bit less clumsy now, or at least others weren't calling her that.

He walked over to say hi, but when he started to get closer, he could tell that she was most likely looking for something. He wondered if he could help her in some way. "Snowlily! Are you looking for something?" He asked when he finally got within speaking distance. He didn't want to yell at her across the library, he would have gotten in trouble for that. He did make sure to keep it at a lower volume though. He just hoped that he hadn't surprised her too much.

Jean could only shake his head and offer one of his slightly bigger hands out to her. Eventually they would become quite large like regular Sluagh hands, but for now they were only a bit bigger than the average Freshling's. "Let me help you up." He said, waiting for her to either accept or reject the offer.

"Did you look in the computer, I'm sure they have books for your age!" He would be surprised if they didn't. After all, practice makes perfect, especially when it's something so inspirational as art. One could have inspiration, but without having the talent to actually create it, well, everyone needed to start somewhere right?

"I'm here because I was wanting to check out a couple more detective novels. I finished the ones I had so now I want to read more. I was just heading over to that section. But, I can't leave someone who needs my help. I can help you look for a book! I'm sure there's one here. And hopefully someone hasn't checked it out already!" The unfortunate thing about libraries in general, but especially school libraries, were that they only had one copy of whatever novel or book they had in stock. Even the most popular series would only have one copy of each book at a time. A silly way to manage at least to Jean, but he wasn't the one in charge.

Jean grinned, feeling no offense. "I'm a Sluagh! My hands and arms are going to be a lot bigger when I get older!" He hoped that they wouldn't get in the way of his detective work. Perhaps he could have a partner that had smaller hands and who would be able to go into smaller places? He wasn't sure what the point of his race's large hands though. Sluagh were more agile and could run quite fast. Were the large hands supposed to help with balance since they didn't have tails?

He shook his head. "Of course not! We're all interested in different things, that's what makes all of us so unique. We can't all be interested in the same things. That would make it boring wouldn't it?" He answered with a smile. He appreciated artists. They made the world more lively and could bring to life only things that were in one's imagination. "It's quite amazing what artists can do. I'm quite envious. I would love to see some of your art one day." He said, before tugging on her hand a bit. "Come on, we can go to the computers to see if there's anything!"

Jean shrugged. "I'm not sure exactly. I know that my race can adapt pretty easily to living just about everywhere, but I'm not sure where the arms come into place. We're pretty agile, so I think it's more of a balance to make sure that we don't trip and fall while running or something. Sort of like Nekos and other races having tails that they can use to balance. But that's all I've thought of." He wasn't sure if even if his elders knew. They were so used to being with the cherub, he wondered sometimes if they really knew what their appearance was for.

"It's okay! It's good to be excited about something. It's hard when you don't know what to do and don't have any strong interests." He had seen it before, seniors who didn't know what they wanted to do, and some who didn't get the chance to try new things out to even see if they really liked it. It was king of sad really.

He lead them over to the computers, put his card information into one of them, and then headed over to the search. There was a search function, and he used the filter "Freshling" to narrow down the search, and art as the main word.

And with that, a few books popped up. Not many, but at least 3. Two of them had been checked out however, so he showed her the one that was still supposedly available. "Do you think you'd be interested in that one?"

"I'd be happy to help!" He said, writing down the number and logging off the computer to make sure that no one else could use it logged in as him. They had been told way too many times about the dangers of that. It was funny though that he was so familiar with the computer. If he went back and talked to the older Sluagh's about what he had been using, they would have thought he was making it all up or something!

He was quite a bit unlike the rest of his race. He wasn't wary of anyone that wasn't a Sluagh or Cherub, and was more interested in getting to know others. He had often been chastised for it, but he couldn't help it. He felt like he didn't belong with the others and where they stayed. He wanted to go out and help others, not be stuck being fearful of them the rest of his life. He knew that his profession was more dangerous too, but he wanted to take that risk.

With the two of them, they went over to the right section and went to look, but it wasn't before long that they both spotted it at the same time. "Looks like it's here! Go ahead and grab it!" Jean said, doing a quick look around to make sure that no one else was heading towards the precious book.