That had her blushing again, as silly as the reaction was, and Max chuckled as he bade them a polite good evening and she murmured, "This way then."
She led Keiran back through the rows of shelves to the back door of the library, an unassuming little entryway that might be mistaken for a closet at first glance.
Seeing as his hands were full, she pushed the door open and held it for him. Of course, being stationary too long had its consequences for her.
The strays knew her, waited for her, and she was barely a step outside the door when three cats and a rather bedraggled looking pup were at her feet, meowing and whining and rubbing up against her legs. She laughed sheepishly, casting Keiran an almost guilty look. "Alright, alright, hold on," she told the animals, digging into her bag to pull out a few scraps of bread and some apple slices, leftovers from her own meals.