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Eve scowled. Fine print. It had actually proven difficult to read the thing at all through the shocking haze of...death. The cat, Lilith, sure did have an attitude. Eve could tell that she was actually a friendly being though, despite the initial snippiness. 

Her own familiar, too, was quite a character. Eve wouldn't have been surprised if the raven had been sporting small, round "spectacles" and maybe a tie. If he were human, Saphier probably could've passed as a professor or a doctor or something. Heck, he was probably smart anyhow. 

Something clicked within her head. Saphier did remind her of someone! The librarian at her old school. Mr...Grant? Something along those lines. They had almost the exact same voice... same attitude, too. Mr.Grant was an elderly, slim, spectacled man, but he had the spirit of a youngster. He was always reading when he wasn't adjusting his poorly fit glasses. He was a nice man, always ready to engage in a meaningful conversation. He gave good advice, too. If her familiar and her librarian were anything alike, Eve knew that she'd get along well with her familiar. 

Smiling slightly, she addressed Rand. "Looks like I might actually be able to get used to being a Reaper."