*She's in the library, searching for a book. She's reread all the Shakespeare, you see, and the Greek tragedy, and Lucy's wretched Jane Austen, and even Marcus Aurelius, and she has no idea what to read next. Someone to either recommend a book to her or distract her from her curret, book-less state would be nice.*
*Victor, still a little pale, a little thin, a little haunted-looking, has been perusing the shelves in search of something not in the least related to science, perhaps one of the books of poems Elizabeth is so fond of, or the studies on languages that absorb Clerval's attention. He is (as he has so often been) absorbed in his own thoughts, and so stops just short of running into Mina, looking for a moment like a startled animal as he realizes the presence of another there. Then he calms, makes a bow, smiles* Good afternoon, madam. Are you looking for something?
*She sees the haunted look in his eyes, and that makes her inclined to be kind. And so she gives him her most friendly smile* Good afternoon. I'm not looking for anything specific, simply a new book to read. *pause* I'm afraid I don't remember your name.
Oh, yes, I remember! And I am Mrs. Harker. *ooh, discussion of books. Fun.* Scientific texts can get tiresome after a while. I would recommend Aristophanes to you, if you're looking for light reading, but the jokes can be rather indeciferable unless you're highly familiar with Athenian history. One of Shakespeare's comedies is probably our best choice.
I've come to that conclusion, yes. *and it's a good thing Victor's recovered a little since coming to the mansion, as there was a time when he would have dissolved into tears about now. as is, his smile falters only a little*