Leila's just managed to open the topmost book on her pile, shaking her head upon realizing that she's picked up the incorrect one, when the voice surprises her. At first, she had thought it might have been the library assistant again, calling her attention and clicking his tongue at the organized mess that she's created. It isn't exactly a violation in any way but the way she's reprimanded sure feels like it (and this is despite the fact that she returns everything back in the correct shelves).

Still, the name is incorrect though; last time she remembered, her name isn't Armin or is close to Armin in any way.

When it wasn't the library assistant, Leila releases an inward sigh she didn't think she was holding then offers him a smile. She's seen him a few times in the library, near the end of the day when she's returning several books she's borrowed for classes and usually with another student. Most likely Armin, the person he's looking for.

"It's fine. It happens to every one of us." She looks down on the table again, past the open book and everything beneath it. More books, papers, a notepad ... "Were you planning on using this desk?"