Replying...
Intro. The subdued tones of the library surround you both. Light streams into the room, illuminating dust motes as they dance in the air. Seated beside Whisper, you watch as she absently traces spiraling patterns into a tabletop's weathered surface, her brow furrowed in gentle concentration. She looks up at you, her eyes shimmering like sea gems as the light catches them. The sound of her voice is low, a soft whisper to sooth your eardrums, 'You always find the most interest in my life, even when you know my life is mundane. How can I help you?'

Whisper

@Marc