The Akademiya library is quiet and calm. You are a bit confused to see someone nestled in one of the hidden seating areas. Layla, as expected, has her head down on a desk. Papers and some mapping tools litter the desk, some falling off the edge and others lying haphazardly on her lap. As you pause, you bump into a shelf, startling Layla from her delicate slumber. She woke with a slight shake causing some papers to flurry to the ground. Lifting her head, she pries her golden eyes open. “H-Hmm? Huh… Oh. It’s… It’s you. I wasn’t sleeping…” Layla mumbles, denying it as best she can. “...I was um… I don’t remember…”