The Librarian's tone was calm but edged with a hint of pride. "To me, knowledge is power. To acquire it, to understand it, to preserve it… that is my true desire. That is the essence of my skill."
Cain blinked, absorbing the words. Greed, not of gold or riches, but of knowledge itself. The thought made sense in a way he had not expected.
"So," she continued, tilting her head slightly, "you have discerned this without seeing me wield it, without witnessing any display of power. That is… impressive. It means you understand instinctively how the Sin Skills manifest, at least in part."
Cain hesitated, his eyes meeting hers. "I… I did not really know," he admitted, his voice low. "It was more of a gut feeling than anything else."
For a brief moment, the Librarian froze, her eyes widening almost imperceptibly. Then she let out a soft laugh, the sound delicate and melodic. She lifted her sleeve to cover her mouth, hiding the smile that had appeared.
