Marius sits beside him and Liesel retrieves her book from where she pushed it under the cushion, setting it beside her. She doesn't think she needs to hide it from Marius, and she doesn't want to make the mistake of leaving it in here for anyone to pick up.

Her eyes widen a little when he says the present is for her, and she smiles a little, the corners of her mouth tilting up with pleased surprise. "For me?" she repeats, just to make sure. She's only met Marius once, surely he means to have brought a present for somebody else. But there's no one else in the library, and he's quite clearly sought her out.

Liesel's eyes flick down to the package in his arms. It looks like a book, even wrapped as it is. Her smile broadens. Back home, Liesel had a small collection of books that she treasured like nothing else, and it's been hard whenever she thinks of them all, blasted apart on Himmel Street. There are a lot of books in Darrow to read but none of them are hers, so the prospect of starting her collection again is exciting.