August was relieved that she'd agreed, and did not bother to hide the relaxation in the muscles of his face. There was still some nervousness around his edges, particularly near his eyes, but — she had not outright said no. He set a casual pace, more because he felt awkward trying to move quickly with the click of his cane against the hardwood floors — but she did not seem to be in any rush, either.

"At least some time," August said, with a light laugh. "My mother has kept me busy — I suppose your grandmother may have done the same, with your sister's debut?"

Miss Adebayo had a responsible air about her; he would not be surprised. The library was on the second floor, and he maintained his careful pace up them.