"She has the right to study here if she wants," Anvar says hotly. "And who are you?" Anvar makes the proper form with his fingers. "My name is Yllianvarar An-Tahallin, of the Seth-Varouin clan. May I know your name?" The older man ignores the request. "And what authority do you have here?" "I - what?" Anvar flinches back slightly as the other leans in. "Are you a librarian? Do you speak for the library?" "N - no, but -" Anvar flails, but another voice speaks up, and he has never been so glad to hear his uncle before. "I speak for the library."