[Suffice it to say, Harry would prefer not to see this guy legitimately trying. Coffee is a much, much better alternative. He has enough problems where seeing and hearing things that shouldn't be there are concerned.
He only moseys along after the stranger has traveled safely through the doorway. Blame the horror flicks he's watched, but he still finds himself creeped out - unnerved - by the librarian. Like it's all an act, and if he was too loud, she'd burst into some amalgamation of horrific things and lunge at them. This place is already getting to him, and in the back of his mind, his father's voice harps at him not to be weak. Suppressing a shudder, he manages a chuckle for the guy's comment.]
The second one. Pretty sure there's nothing for me here except shelter. [He spares a glance at the stranger's handfuls of coffee.] Is research why you're here? Can't imagine anyone needing that much coffee unless it's to stay awake.
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He only moseys along after the stranger has traveled safely through the doorway. Blame the horror flicks he's watched, but he still finds himself creeped out - unnerved - by the librarian. Like it's all an act, and if he was too loud, she'd burst into some amalgamation of horrific things and lunge at them. This place is already getting to him, and in the back of his mind, his father's voice harps at him not to be weak. Suppressing a shudder, he manages a chuckle for the guy's comment.]
The second one. Pretty sure there's nothing for me here except shelter. [He spares a glance at the stranger's handfuls of coffee.] Is research why you're here? Can't imagine anyone needing that much coffee unless it's to stay awake.