[ A nod, keeping the description mentally tucked away for future reference, just in case. Harold Finch, huh. Going by his instructions, she leaves the book open on the nearby table. She doesn't waste any time, moving to gather the rest of her books.

She won't decline his help, but she stops halfway on her short journey to the shelves, like she's watching to make sure he doesn't hurt himself... ]

...Mmhmm. [ Kind of. Obviously, Lars is not keeping an eye on her now. And she's not going to expect anyone to always be available to keep her company the whole time. ] I'm staying with Lars. He's a friend, from the same place I came from. We're living in the same apartment 'cause it felt too big living by myself.

[ She's far too young to feel accustomed to being in a living space on her own. It's peaceful, living together with a friend and in a clean place, not so much full of grime like her old home. Though she does need to better familiarize herself with some of the modern amenities in the room. ]

I know Lars isn't here right now... but I'm okay. I've been to places by myself before.

[ In the past, she's been left to her own devices before in her town, even going as far as outside of it, so she thinks she can handle wandering around on her own here too... ]