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Le Cyll looked up from his reading, momentarily sizing the girl up. What did she mean, "damaging his eyes?" Did she know what the purpose of this school was?

"I can tell that you're not human." Le Cyll said, quietly. "So would it make sense to know that I'm not human either? I can see perfectly fine in the dark, thank you."

With that, he looked back down to his book, the words standing out from the page just as clearly as if there was a reading light above him. The girl did not seem to particularly like the dark, he'd noticed. She could not see as well as he could. She also looked a little tired. Maybe she should go off to bed now, or maybe she was waiting for the lights to come on, so she would see where she was going?

He thought about this only in passing, then dismissed the girl's problem as unimportant. He continued to read his book.
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That guy couldn't care less about her warning. But well, she just leave it that way. It's getting dark. As in, the time. It's like at night now. Time flies. She got up and simply stuffed the book into the shelves. She then returned to the seat and pushed the chair back in.

"Later." She sighed and left the library. The man didn't bother her. Maybe it's because she is too tired. After all, now that she think about it, she did not sleep early yesterday. She slept late to study, but eventually fall asleep in the middle of the night.