Serafyna's Library

Cyrus shrugged, deigning to remain silent in what was clearly a moment of rapture for the woman. Though, he did wonder whatw as within the volume... But on the flipside, it was not his place to invade on a private moment. When she spoke of forgetfulness, he responded calmly, "Something about the Great Sphynx I believe?"

Cyrus frowned as the ladder gave way, not thinking he would have the time to get acrossed to her before she hit the ground, but he tried anyway. He dashed across, weaving between piles of books, before diving over the last one and ending up... Face first on the floor. Seryfyna had landed on him, knocking him, quite literally, breathless. So he just sat there with wide eyes, staring at his new friend: The book case.

Cyrus kept his eyes trained ont he book case, not reacting much as she touched him. "Fine. You?" Was all he said. What he had just done was as embarrasing as it was painful. The color that crept into his cheeks was hidden by the cover of his snow white hair, and the fact he refused to look away from the book case.

finally pushed himself to his feet, brushing his hair to the side. His face was just a light tinge of pink, but that could easily have been caused by the impact. "No need to thank me... Didn't feel like letting you get a concussion infront of me." He paused once more, clearing his throat as he said carefully, "The name's C-..." Once more, a pause, "Greyhound."

Greyhound turned to face her, grinning widely as he admitted to the alias. "I suppose Greyhound is too long as well... Go ahead and call me Cyrus." He paused, staring at her for a moment. "Pleasure to meet ya, Fina." Again with the random pause... He looked away from her, toward the blade that still sat on the desk. It was almost a feeling of dread that crept up upon him of having to travel back south to Kiilk... With or without a legendary katana. "There wouldn't happen to be a place I could get some sort've material to make a sheath for Reithmauw... Would there?"

Cyrus twitched at the mention of Shaddy's name. "...Well. That's unfortunate." He sighed loudly, scratching his head as he looked towards the doorway once more. As much as he hated to say it... He spoke, "I might as well head over there... My funds can only stand being away from Kiilk for so long..." He looked back to Seryfyna, frowning with an uncharacteristically pronounced showing of negative emotion, "You've been beyond helpful, Fina. I'll be sure to come here the next time I need some type of info..." Then, a grin, "Or just to drop by. Must get boring with nothing but pages as company."

Cyrus now felt a strange sensation. Like a chunk of rock had been forced down his throat and was now making it's way down to his stomach, tearing up his insides as it went. He was at a loss for words as he turned to walk back toward the desk, grasping the hilt of Reithmauw as he lifted it to rest over his shoulder. "I'll... Come back soon. Or at least, try to get ya some more visitors." He made his way to the doorway, stopping at the exit as he glanced back with his sky blue eyes. "Nice necklace, by the way." He commented quickly, exiting the Library at a slow pace...

Time to visit Shaddy.