"Don't worry, the walls in this house are pretty thick. Mom's first husband planned for that, apparently." She smiled back at Duncan, glad to hear him laughing. Her wings even came out, fluttering slightly and leaving a thin coat of glitter in their wake. "Why would I dust the textbooks in glitter? That just seems like it would make them hard to annotate."
Opening the door to her room, she revealed a space that was much lived in, but much loved; all of the wood in it was dark, all of the fabrics a dark blue to match, and there was a window seat that she obviously spent a lot of time in. She had a four poster bed that she'd twined blue netting from to make it almost like a canopy, and true to Duncan's speculations, there were a load of medical textbooks around, but they were tucked into one of the many bookshelves that lined the walls. "Sit wherever," she smiled, wings not going away.