"Oh!" Breeze cried as she ran into someone with her shelving cart. Under normal circumstances, Breeze's senses could pick up sounds of people heading towards her. But in a school full of diverse races and species, her senses may as well have been human. She opened her mouth to apologize, when the young man started groaning and throwing himself on the floor.
Breeze watched the dramatics with amusement. "Are you through?" she asked the pixie, trying not to laugh.
Never a dull moment.
She smiled and placed her hand in his, shaking it a little. "It's a pleasure, Whip. Breeze Tavern, librarian." She motioned to his books. "Find everything all right?"