Hearing the beginnings of conversation, and reasoning that if anything were going to kill them all, it would kill Memsie first, Idessa comes up around the corner. "Are we librarians?" Idessa looks down at her clothing, currently appearing like a fairly generic white robed desert dress, slitted high by the hips to let her tail move, similar to the dress of the librarians, though far enough apart that no one could accuse of her of being in disguise. "I don't think librarians are supposed to put each other in barrels, though it certainly should have made getting in here easier." Idessa narrows her eyes, slightly suspicious about exactly who she is and how she got here, though she never actually saw the person in question. "Aech?" she beckons, then asks the woman, "Are you a librarian?"