They're certainly lucky that what you wanted to do was help others, wasn't it? Miss Reluctant Hero.

[ He leans on the broom ever so slightly, smile perpetual, before standing straighter again. ]

What'll you do after you leave the Library? Retire? Your face isn't too known now, you know. As long as you avoid fighting, I'm sure you could live a peaceful life among the very people you forsook for a dream. And don't misunderstand, Red, I'm not trying to pick a fight; I'm sincerely curious.

[ ... About what he could offer her, how he might be able to get a single finger in if only to leave a drop of a different thought behind. Nothing too bold. Just enough to make her think, if (respectfully) this musclehead even can. ]