Library
Cremencesce
Cremencesce the librarian makes a soft rumble of approval at your approach. They step closer, the reinforced hydraulics of their legs pumping and hissing. The gliding rasp of their 'tail' brushing the ceiling mesh makes a delicate chiming background to their footsteps. At this range, you can see the assortment of stickers on Cremencesce's head-casing, of varying ages and stages of fadedness.
Ask Cremencesce how to pronounce their name
Ask Cremencesce about their 'tail'
Stay in the library, or say goodbye and go back to the lobby.