[ Ah, well. She understands his goal. It's going to be a mad dash again like it was for the vial, isn't it? Her foot comes up and his expression seems to abruptly say oh no. The table comes sliding his way and he jumps, hopping on top of it before it can smoosh him against the table behind him. Best not to underestimate that leporine agility!
Then he's running, full tilt, over the tabletops to get to his book. ]
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Then he's running, full tilt, over the tabletops to get to his book. ]