Cynthia was almost a little offended by the subtle implication that she couldn't be trusted to handle important things, but she shrugged it off. She knew not everyone liked having their stuff handled by other people. Keeping an open mind was crucial when getting to know new people, and, by golly, she wasn't going to stop now.

So, instead of commenting on any of that, she said, "Sure thing!" She picked the box up with a bit of effort and brought it closer to the bookshelf so that unpacking the books would be easier. As she knelt down and began putting books on the shelf, she took note of the books' covers. One had a particularly interesting cover image, so she opened the book up at a random page and started skimming the text.

"Whoa..." she mumbled, awed by the sheer quantity of information on this subject. Her eyes stopped on a section about the many technicalities of medieval lance heads. After several more moments of reading, she turned back to Severa. "So you're really into this sort of stuff, huh? I don't have any real weapons training – yet," she interjected with a sort of cheerful determination, "but all of this seems awesome."