"I would," she decides, simple as that; she can get quite far just on nosy curiosity, even if she tends to present it less aggressively than is generally thought of. In another context, the uniform he wears might make her uncomfortable- but it's too unlike anything she's familiar with, and there's something reassuring about his stoic straightforwardness.

It doesn't require a lot of her to respond to, and she's prone to dialling back her efforts to present a more socially-acceptable young lady doing young lady things impression when the people around her don't seem to need it.

She touches her purse, absently, explaining, "There's a place in Brock Marsh that will copy parts of a text for me while I wait." Relatively cheaply, too, which is nice. They're used to students, and she appreciates the resources even if that isn't exactly what she is. "I can show you some of the city on the way?"

Mostly she knows the parts closest to the river best.