The Book Spirit casually removed the glasses from her nose, reached behind her head, and untied her hair.
Two long three-strand braids slowly fell away, swaying like an ink-blue waterfall, transforming her temperament from a low-key and reserved store clerk to a serene and noble Dominator, her tone turning mysterious:
"If you keep this doubt buried in your heart, perhaps you might see the day when the truth sprouts... But should it be exposed too early, I'm afraid it would be uprooted entirely."
Seeing the Gleaming Scale Serpent deep in thought, sunk into silence, the book spirit, originally gentle and mild, revealed a meaningful smile.
She leaned back slightly, elegantly settling into a high-backed soft chair that appeared unnoticed, her long legs casually crossed, scrutinizing the silent Hero.
If the Book Spirit was a humble clerk before, she is now undoubtedly the master of this space.
