“—-Are you alright, Miss.. you look as if you’ve just seen a ghost..” Samuel asks,watching as the woman’s hues widened as she saw him. Of course, if the woman wouldn’t want to say anything else regarding the topic, he would not ask— as such things aren’t his business. “—-Anyhow, books about dreams?” He’d practically read everything in that section. “Right this way, what sort of dream books are you looking for?” He asked.
Her lips parted as something was meant to be said, but as soon as she realised that he wasn't him, she stopped herself. There was no need to be sad, right? He might be better off that way. “Y-Yes. You look like someone I used to know." she never though she’d speak about Noel as if they were nothing more than friends. ”–… Oh. Thanks. And I’d go with the meaning of them. Rather than that – do you know where I can learn more about it? Like… Someone who can teach me about this?“