"Well damn," mutters Lirian, watching as the door swings shut behind Calia, "That was a thing. What'd you do, fail her out of school?" Her tone is laced with sarcasm, but anyone watching her eyes can tell that the catfolk is seriously considering it.
"Nevertheless..." She leans in to whisper to Sylvia now that she doesn't need to be heard by two different people. "You seem rather resigned to your fate. If you're in any kind of danger, I'm not just letting you walk off on your own. You're way too valuable to lose, and besides, you're a friend." She rises, keeping a firm hold on the librarian's cuff. "Let's go get you to safety. We should talk a bit more on the way. Perhaps we could meet up with another of my friends... I'm not much of a fighter myself."