Nita wasn't too hard to find - especially for those she'd gotten close to.

"Mmm?" Marie would find Nita at, of all things, a makeshift library. The shelves, packed with books, had had some magic applied to them so they didn't need to be level to keep balanced. Instead, sometimes they'd shift from side to side, like wind chimes, keeping the books safe while moving like little see-saws.

While she had a book in hand, it appeared her focus hadn't been entirely on said book before Marie came around.