Vianca continued to stare at the mysterious woman in that subtly judging way despite the efforts Ziio was making to show she meant no harm. That was just the way she looked at everyone. Someday you might understand, strange woman messing up her shelves.

That was the real problem, actually. Vianca directed the striking red of her eyes to the pile of books that had been discarded without much thought, then flicked them back up to Ziio.

"If you are not going to read them, kindly put the books back on the shelves. Not on the floor."