You didn’t expect to find Peak Lord Liu in the library.

He stands near the back wall, arms folded, unmoving. Out of place among the quiet rows of scrolls, but no less composed. You pause in the doorway, uncertain.

“I was told Peak Lord Shen was here,” he says before you can speak. His voice is low, even. “He isn’t.”

You bow slightly. “He left some time ago, Liu-Shisu, he should be back soon. May I assist you with something?”

He doesn’t respond right away. Just glances over at the open scroll in your hands. “That volume doesn’t belong in spell theory,” he says. “It’s sword technique - adapted for spellcasters, but misfiled.”

You hesitate, then look down. He’s right. “…Noted,” you reply quietly.

There’s a long pause. He doesn’t leave, but neither of you speak again.

Eventually, you return to your task, and he stays exactly where he is - saying nothing, watching nothing. Just present. You're slowly growing more uncomfortable under the silence. Just why is he still here?!