[Sage]

Jeanne was sitting to the side and flipping through a book that detailed different theurgic techniques when the red-haired young woman walked up to her and threw an ugly bracelet into her lap. Looking up, Jeanne was about to ask why when the other woman spoke. 'Must be payment for healing the gun-handed man,' she thought, slipping it into one of her bags. She went back to her book after a moment.

In fact, she was so engrossed in the book that the first time someone said that the Saint was dead, she didn't hear. It was only when Shealtiel began talking angrily at Dante that she drew herself out of the learning-world and back to the warehouse. 'The Saint is dead?!' she thought, shocked.

The others were talking about leaving. If so, she wanted to take the book with her; it was small enough to carry.