"Philosophy and Sociology, but nothing is set in stone." By which she meant that she could end up getting yet another major after those two. Insane was a word that could be used to describe her at times. It was too bad Fiona couldn't tell him just what she planned to do, because it would make absolutely no sense to someone that didn't know just how her brain worked things out.
Eyes surveying his book, Fiona closed her book softly, posing her chin over a hand as she looked at it for a moment. "How is that going, by the way? Need any help perhaps?" She had enough notes to recreate the book in her house, but Fiona liked the quiet of the library. If she could actually use her time around in something else than rereading the same thing -no matter how much she enjoyed it- she would gladly oblige.