"Thank you," Gabriel said, a pleased little smile on his face. He could see why this bear was in the Archives, that it might become dangerous given enough incentive. He wondered if it was mass manufactured, and if so, just how poorly that went. Or perhaps she was a prototype that was a little too smart for her own good.

Shanti singled out one book to not take, and he chuckled. "How do you know it's about cheese? You're right, though, cheese is boring." He raised his hand palm up, and all the books except for that one rose in the air. Having settled them there for the moment, he let his hand fall. "We'll see if we're allowed to cart them around. If not, I'll just have to read them here."

Shanti yawned over the end of that sentence- or at least, it sounded like she was yawning. "Tired?" Gabriel asked.

"Yes, I am," Shanti replied. "I need a nap. Gabriel, you'll wake me again, won't you?"

Gabriel leaned his head on the bear, the best way he could think of to give it a hug while already holding it. "I will," he promised. "Sleep well, Shanti."

He watched as the bear closed its eyes. "Doesn't last long, does she?" he asked, looking up to Mohinder.