Truth be told, Lucas doesn't know what to do with so much idle time on his hands either. he's used to long hours and mountains of paperwork, so day four of being on this ship is already starting to grate on some very fresh nerves. Luckily he's figured out how shopping works so off to the library he skips with a hefty new notebook in hand.

It's a cozy spot, but he doesn't pay that any mind and heads right for the books. There has to be something here that can help him research. Reading the book spines all he's finding so far is one fiction book after another.

Grumbling to himself, Lucas turns and finally notices he's not alone. Is that a stuffed dog? Oops, he's staring.

"Uuh, well." Flustered he gestures in the direction of said dog when he gets called out on it. "Sorry! Made a beeline for the books without so much as a how do you do? I hope I'm not bothering you."