Emil leaned against the doorframe, watched as Reynir and Tuuri excitedly looked at something from their latest haul of books. Tuuri's forehead fluff was bobbing funnily as she browsed through the books, comparing notes and talking to Reynir. Emil enjoyed watching her work, even though he wasn't entirely sure what she was doing. He had tried asking, but there had been lots of big words and after a while she got too excited and started talking Finnish. While he had managed to learn a couple words in the foreign language it was far from enough to understand her rabbling. Tuuri looked at him, smiled.

"Did you want to help as well?" she asked.

Emil shook his head, laughed.

"You're doing such a good job, I wouldn't want to interrupt."

"No worries, come here now!"

Emil shook his head, but came up to her, looked over her shoulder.

"See this thing here?"

"Uh, yeah."

The thing was a diagram with lots of numbers and words in a language he had never seen before. Tuuri lifted some papers to find another book to show him. Her eyes was shining and Emil looked at her instead of what she wanted to show him. He really enjoyed seeing her like this, it was a heavy contrast to when she was being ordered around by Sigrun or trying to talk to Lalli or even when she was translating between the crewmembers. She looked a lot more alive when she got to work with the books.

"You don't have many books in Finland, do you?"

"Well, there's some... We're more worried about trolls and beasts than books though."

"You really like books, don't you?"

Tuuri blushed a little.

"You said you're a brainiac, don't you feel excited?"

Her voice lost some of the excitement, but gained something of that other tone that Emil still hadn't managed to understand. He forced a smile.

"Of course I do. Very interesting."

Tuuri was... complex. Emil was usually pretty good at figuring people out, at least that's what he wanted to believe, but he just couldn't figure her out. She laughed and started talking about what they were looking for. Emil didn't understand half of it, but he still found it nice to listen to her. He backed away and leaned against the doorframe again. Mikkel and Sigrun was outside, Kissekatt and Lalli was sleeping in the bedroom, so Emil found himself in the study with Reynir and Tuuri. He didn't help much, but the two of them didn't seem to mind, both too busy with what they were doing.

Lalli came out after an hour, sank down in the chair next to the door. Emil lifted a hand to greet him, but kept his eyes on Tuuri. He enjoyed hanging around her, she was nice to talk to, he could understand what she was saying and she didn't seem to hate him. He would call her a friend, but their friendship was so much different from another friendship he had found since he met the Finns. Emil glanced at Lalli, noticed the slender man looking at him and averted his gaze again.

One could never have too many friends.