She pulled her hand back, returning to hug the book tightly. There was something comforting about the old tome hugged against her. She'd told Charles once that it was the knowledge within that made her feel safe, like a weapon made of information against the darkness. It rarely failed her. "It's what I do to help out and a hobby," she replied, knowing she could only claim passion when she reached Wesley's level of expertise.
She remained standing, shifting her weight to one foot and tapping the toe of her shoe behind the foot she stood on. Fred didn't stay out of motion for long. When offered, she reached into the bag and plucked out one. She gave it a quick study before replying with a quick "thank you" and taking a bite.