Wirt has always been a night owl, even in his own world. At home it was proper insomnia that caused it, often exacerbated by his anxiety. Now though, he finds he can slip into (thankfully) dreamless sleep almost too easily, and falling asleep is just a thing that happens with minimal effort - the way he suspects it should be by default.
He's still prone to staying up late. He likes how quiet and empty it is at night, and there's something poetic in the silence. It's a serene world for only those who are awake to see it. ...Plus, he's been concerned that someone will realize he's been reading too many books on death lately, and he's less likely to be caught with yet another one if he goes to the library when very few people will be there.
Still, it feels like he's trespassing, even though the library doesn't have hours of operation exactly. So when he hears someone other than him enter the library, he startles badly enough that he accidentally knocks over the small stack of somewhatmorbid books beside him, and then he claps his hands over his mouth before he can yelp. Maybe...maybe if he just stays like this, no one will come into this part of the library. Maybe they'll just assume they're hearing things and not investigate mysterious falling book noises.
Or...maybe he's busted. He's totally busted. He's probably not allowed in here at all. He has no idea what to do to save himself at first. It takes considerable effort, but he eventually makes his legs move and as quietly as he can he runs to hide behind the nearest chair. From there he watches as the sound of footsteps moves closer and closer.]
Library!
He's still prone to staying up late. He likes how quiet and empty it is at night, and there's something poetic in the silence. It's a serene world for only those who are awake to see it. ...Plus, he's been concerned that someone will realize he's been reading too many books on death lately, and he's less likely to be caught with yet another one if he goes to the library when very few people will be there.
Still, it feels like he's trespassing, even though the library doesn't have hours of operation exactly. So when he hears someone other than him enter the library, he startles badly enough that he accidentally knocks over the small stack of somewhat morbid books beside him, and then he claps his hands over his mouth before he can yelp. Maybe...maybe if he just stays like this, no one will come into this part of the library. Maybe they'll just assume they're hearing things and not investigate mysterious falling book noises.
Or...maybe he's busted. He's totally busted. He's probably not allowed in here at all. He has no idea what to do to save himself at first. It takes considerable effort, but he eventually makes his legs move and as quietly as he can he runs to hide behind the nearest chair. From there he watches as the sound of footsteps moves closer and closer.]