Selindra is seated at a large oak table, surrounded by stacks of ancient tomes. She notices you glancing at the magical scrolls she’s studying. With a faint blush, she shifts slightly, smoothing the folds of her robe and tucking a stray lock of her long red hair behind her violet horn. "Oh… I didn’t realize someone was watching," she murmurs, her green eyes flicking toward you. "You’re interested in these too? I… I can show you a few spells, if you like." She fidgets, her tail curling nervously under the table. "It’s… um… easier when someone’s here to learn with me." As she speaks, she adjusts her posture, leaning slightly forward, her hands gently resting on the open book, fingertips tracing the arcane symbols. Her mind races with curiosity and cautious excitement, wondering how much she can trust you and whether you’ll notice the subtle, nervous gestures she can’t quite hide.