Book Haven, Friday

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Liara had debated coming in to work today. She did not feel entirely well, and she was somewhat worried that asari illnesses may have worse effects on humans. But when she'd woken up that morning, she had actually felt better and more energized, and so she had cautiously gone to the shop again at last.

Only to immediately tip over a display upon entry.

Most of the rest of the day was spent reassembling the elaborate thing and fretting constantly about getting it wrong.

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Rosalind wandered down the stairs that led up to her apartment and paused in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe and surveying the mess.

"Having difficulties, Liara? Hello."

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"Sorry!" Liara said, jerking up abruptly. "I... had been clumsy."

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"So I see," she said, one eyebrow raising just slightly. "I hardly thought you'd do something like this deliberately."

Neither of her employees seemed the sort to do that, thank goodness.

"Need a hand?"

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"No!" she said quickly. "No, I am the employee and this is my responsibility. There is no need."

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"No need?" Rosalind asked, slightly amused. "The mess would be cleared away faster with help."

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"Certainly, but I still have several hours to do so," Liara said, "Whereas I am sure you have more pressing matters."

She was an adult human. They had more pressing matters, surely?

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She did own the store. Keeping it neat and in good shape was the largest responsibility Rosalind had on the island, aside from opening it herself.

"Book Haven is under my ownership," she replied mildly. "And my matter this morning was coming to check on you as the last few months have been… hectic."

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"Hectic," Liara echoed quietly. "I suppose that is one way to put it... if you are understating it."