The row the caged man had ducked into is empty, apparently having already dashed to the end and continued onto others. No wonder the robot can't keep up with the guy; on top of Micolash's swiftness, one has to navigate a borderline maze of books. Though his scent lingers in the area; he must not be far or must not have left this aisle too long ago. In fact, his scent gets stronger a few steps forward and to Ashlynn's left...

Once she looks in that precise spot, she'll spy a gap in the books where a pair of dark-ringed, pale blue eyes from the other side of the bookshelves are peering. The fact they're framed by iron bars is a dead giveaway as to who's doing the peeping.

"Is the metal man still looking for me?" Hello to you too, Micolash.