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Boring, boring, boring. Taig drags a dark hand across the spines of books, rapidly weaving his way through aisles in search of something, anything that catches and keeps his attention. He's already left a path of destruction behind him of books he's pulled from their places and leafed through, only to find they are not what he expected, and subsequently dropped them where he stood.

Far too impatient to actually ask someone to help him figure out what the large numbers on the sides of the aisles actually mean, and just a little too short to read the signs above those numbers that list general subjects, Taig takes to wandering by himself. Not that he really minds, since it just gives him an excuse to make a mess, albeit not a legitimate one.

His finger stops on a tall hardcover book, and he yanks the thing unceremoniously from the wall of neatly organized literature. He rests a foot on the ridge of the lowest shelf and plops the book down on his raised knee to leaf through this one like he had the others. The History of Seafaring Vessels, as it is called, keeps his attention for as long as there are new pictures of boats and ships on every page he turns to.

"Ionnoh, something about boats," Taig grunts, not looking up from the pictures. He skims through them quickly, like watching an animation of the progression of sea faring vessels.

He stops on something that has merchant sailors and grins, poking the page to point out a man's cutlass. "That's so cool."

Taig just looks at her hand blankly, and instead squints up at Ranza's face, wondering why she looks so flustered. "I'm Taig," he finally answers, flipping the page and ignoring his manners, since his mother isn't around to enforce them.

"You look like the pirates in these pictures," the boy comments, grinning. "Only, you're a girl," he adds with a teasing sneer.

Taig stifles a snort, and continues to flip pages without even looking at the book anymore. "Elizabeth Swann?" he laughs lightly, really not cluing into her touchiness on the subject. "Pleeeeease. Most she did was faint like a sissy and get boys to save her an' stuff."

He turns back to the book, where he just happens to be in the midst of what seems to be a generous selection of famous pirate vessel blurbs. He points to the biggest, meanest pirate on the page. "He'd cut off any Mary Bonny Lizzy heads anyday!"

Taig rolls his eyes. "The third one was boring," he grumbles, shutting the book swiftly and causing a bit of dust to rise from the pages.

"And I dun care if she actually killed that guy for real. You.. you're just a, a nerd!" he sputters, clearly not the wittiest of boys. He, the one with buck teeth and circle glasses, is claiming the piratess to be the nerd. Classic.

A far off voices shushes them for their increasing volume.

Taig snorts again. "I dun even know what that stinky book is, and I dun care to!" he replies condescendingly. He rakes a few fingers behind the spines of a few books on the shelves and yanks them off, from which they fly open and scatter on the ground. The deer boy grins devilishly at his own deviousness.

Taig laughs all of a sudden, and grabs hold of both his horns. "Funny, I didn't think pigs had horns," he retorts in a highly exaggerated voice, only underlined by bringing it an octave higher than normal.

He grins and claws down a few more books between him and her. "STOP RUINING THE BOOKS, RANZA! You're gonna get in trouble!" he shouts, exasperated and clasping his hands to his cheeks.