Shady

“Um…Liesel kind of put her hand on my shoulder but… but… I don’t know, I was distracted… and she wasn’t trying to hurt me…”

Ky swallowed hard, looking at him with wide eyes. “…so you’d be able to touch me? Could-could you — any of you—?” She looked around, afraid. “So if I can ...

“Dangerous how?” She asked faintly.

“…information about why…” she blushed. “…I can see you… all of you… it’s… unsettling.”

She nodded. “…I’m Ky,” she offered lamely, not sure what else to say.

“…what discussions?” Why was she so fucking nosey? She didn’t know. And yet she needed to know. What had he heard?

Her heart did a little flutter. “Oh… you know who I am…”

“I’m afraid I don’t know,” she said very quietly, blushing a little. Her voice was very timid when she ventured, “…Lord Septimus?”

Her stomach fluttered. “…hi?”

She glanced around urgently. Why did no one else see any of the ghosts? Should… what should she do? She hesitantly dawdled by the shelf, still staring at him. Was ...

Ky froze, staring at him in horror. Septimus? Gods… gods… she… gods. Don’t acknowledge him… right? Gods. She didn’t know what to do.

Ky nodded back to them and made a beeline for the right row.

Ky hesitated outside the door of the library to take a deep breath and brace herself, then quickly strode inside.

(Hahaha yesssss) (Also aww poor guy) She walked progressively faster despite herself, casting furtive glances all around. What if she ran into Damian again? What if she ran into… gods. ...

She nodded and left, quickly heading for the library. Hopefully she didn’t run into… anyone.