[Klara is caring a few books to read in one of the large arm chairs around the library and the sound of someone coming makes her look in that direction. She blinks when the person catches sight of her and ducks away.
...Did she see what she thought she saw? She isn't even sure what it might be.]
I'm sorry I scared you. [Her voice isn't loud, but she makes sure to speak up enough for it to carry.] I didn't mean to.