A college button or badge.

You're not sure what it was, but you're certain that you saw the logo for the college in the next town over. You scratch your head, wondering about a few things. First, it's at least 3 hours travel time by train going one-way, and you can't imagine how long it must take her to travel by bike. Second, she doesn't seem the type to step out to smoke. But, most importantly, why she's using the library here instead of the one nearer to her college.

Going back to your table, you start returning the books to their shelves. Selecting a couple books to borrow, you make your way over to the reception desk when you see Lily, scribbling wildly into a notepad. As you walk to her, she's started chewing on her pen and growling at the book. "So what's pissing you off?"

"Oh, it's you," she spits, swinging her head around at you. "It's some confusing bullshit about one of the Continental Conflicts. That one says that our side started it, while that one says that the other guys started it, and some of them are in some fuck-off foreign language. Why the fuck doesn't this place stock books in our damn language?" Loud shushes and hisses come from the walls, and she flips them all the bird.

Taking the seat opposite her, you slide one of her unused books over and read the cover. "Didn't take you for a History buff."

She fixes you an annoyed glare and reaches for one of your books. "Says the black magic freak," she scoffs, raising an eyebrow at you.

You chuckle, shrug and return her book to her. You wish her luck and leave the library. Flipping you the bird playfully, she smiles at you and goes back to her work. Djal is waiting for you outside, with his own collection of books floating around him, flipping through pages randomly. "So, you mortals have mastered flight. Not true flight, but close enough." The books snap shut and fly into him. He grins widely at you, "Any plans for dinner?"

Ignoring the question, you walk past him and hail a taxi to take you home. Djal sits on the other side of the cab and looks at one of the books you've borrowed. "Oh. This will definitely be useful." Letting out a long breath, you check that book off the list, because he's probably being a dick. Again.