She stood patiently as the old woman took down a large manuscript and deftly unfastened it's russet-coloured cords. Sitting down upon the step, the woman gently propped her glasses a little higher on her nose and held the book close to her, letting the pages fall about her knees. She murmured as she leafed through the tome, with an occasional knowing smile darting along her crackled mouth. Looking up, she fixed Vertiline with a gleeful smile, her eyes two burning pools of triumph and delight . "It's here. Here..."