Some conversation just a little while earlier had been nice, but what (or who, rather) she had been looking for wasn't there. Lion was almost beginning to wonder if she'd ever find him at all-- just how hard could it be? The town may have been small, so theoretically it should have been nothing but easy to locate someone else... No, it really wasn't a stretch to believe that it was entirely possible to keep missing a person, too, given that the town was just big enough for that.

Lion wasn't often frustrated, but her moments weren't exactly rare. Right now, she could feel it, but she hadn't blamed anyone but herself.

Nonetheless, there was still some part of the day left. She could still make good use of the time.

Sooner or later Lion ended up in a bookstore; she wasn't quite expecting her cousin to be around here, as he never did seem the sort to particularly enjoy reading... Well, it never hurt to try, either. After all, she was trying to be thorough here.

So in she went, and quickly found that the atmosphere was a little pleasant, much like she would have expected a bookstore to be in a quaint little town, especially after coming in from the frigid temperatures outside. It was almost a little tempting to just grab something potentially interesting off the shelf, plop down in a chair somewhere, and get lost in a novel for a little while...

But, Lion soon found out as she turned the corner of one of the aisles she wandered down into, someone had already beaten her to it. Someone who she didn't actually think would be doing so already.

"... Battler?" she spoke up to him, sounding only mildly surprised.