Left alone in the library, Rosario chewed her lip.
Okay, well, no point wasting any time. The sooner she wrangled these books, the sooner she could start on the assigned reading. And the sooner she'd done that, the sooner they could move onto the actual lessons, which was what she was here for, so— get a move on!
That was what she told herself, and it wasn't like Rosario usually had a problem keeping her eyes focussed on the task at hand. She had a laser focus. But usually, she wasn't contending with distractions on the scale of a wizard's entire library.
Everywhere she turned, there was something practically crying out for closing inspection. Bending down to pick up some books stacked at the base of a cabinet brought her face-to-face with a shelf filled with gemstone orbs of varying sizes and colours, ranging from a cloudy quartz sphere larger than a human head, all the way down to a star sapphire as small as Rosario's thumbnail. The light caught on the stones and played in their depths in a way that drew Rosario in and she found herself leaning closer, fascinated by the shifting iridescence of a blue-green labradorite sphere— until an almost-human shadow blurred across the surface of the stone and she jerked back so quickly, she staggered and almost tripped on the books.
Wheeling her loaded trolley back to a (relatively) empty table, she paused to study the open books on Merlin's rotating stand. The topmost one looked genuinely ancient, thick parchment pages with strange hand-drawn mandala designs. Cramped, handwritten text looped through and around the illustrations, but on closer inspection Rosario discovered that not only was it not written in English, it wasn't even in any alphabet she recognised.
It was hard not to stare at everything.
Still, by the time Merlin returned, she'd got herself set up at the table. Her web browser was open on her phone, her notebook sitting beside it with a half-page of fresh notes. A couple dozen books were piled in new, orderly stacks— she'd decided to stick with Dewey classification for the moment, though she had a feeling it was gonna give her a headache. A quick google search of dewey decimal system witchcraft have offered her none of the simple answers she was looking for and a whole lot of complicated librarian debate that she wasn't. Well, it was a structure she could build off, she guessed.