Penelope nodded slowly the entire time the other two spoke, smiling calmly as she alternated between watching them and skimming her book. With a thoughtful expression, she chuckled softly. The Albino quietly placed the book back on the shelf, running a finger down the spine slowly as she did, before turning to walk up to the others.
"It's kind of odd that they knew where to look. Maybe that is a key to finding out why they wanted it?" She suggested, reaching up to tug at the ends of her messy hair habitually. She still seemed distant as she said this, looking around the ceiling and twisting her hair in her fingertips idling. "Miss McFarlane is lucky to have a Requiem's worth of time to accomplish her goal... I suspect it will take quite some time. I admire her dedication." With a greater smile than she has shown so far, she looks back down on Tracy and David both, giggling softly.