Emil hopped out of the vehicle wit no small amount of energy. It had been a while since he was last in town, and there was much to do, at least as long as the Ulfric didn't need him. Still he waited for a small bit, and receiving no orders, he began to wander, letting his nose and ears guide him past a couple coffee shops and down the street a ways. Finally he reached a all to familiar corner, the sounds of the light traffic and the placement of the streetlight and stoplight being the most tell tail markers. Turning Emil stared blankly at the large stone structure, a small grin on his face. Today was probably a slow day, the cold keeping most people home, but the other Librarians he had once worked with were probably all still there, doing inventory or other busy work. He would have liked to once more opened the door, to immerse himself in the musty smell of so many books. But, sadly, the old library was no longer where he belonged. Emil smiled and turned, making his way back to one of the coffee shops that he had passed, resolving to use his pocket change to get a small muffin. 

A bell jingled as he opened the door to the warm shop as Emil quickly entered, not wanting to give the heat a chance to escape. Using his cane Emil made his way to the counter, a light rustling sound giving the person behind the counter away as the slowly stood from where they had been hunched over doing something. [i][color=9e0b0f]"Ah reading a magazine, that's it."[/color][/i] Emil thought with a grin as the smell of the heavily inked pages filled his nose, mixing with the smell of coffee and baked goods.[color=00a99d]"Can I help you?"[/color] the cashier said as Emil came to the counter. 

Emil beemed as he rested his cane and fished through his pockets [color=9e0b0f]"Just one muffin please, really anything but chocolate. Ooh Blueberry if you have it!"[/color] He heard the small, repressed chuckle that the cashier made at the sight of the grinning blind man digging through his pockets, debating witch muffin to get. Finally he felt the familiar edges and imprints of a four dollar coins he kept. With the crackling of the paper he reached reached out with the coins and traded them over the counter for the small bag. [color=9e0b0f]"Four should be enough right?"[/color]

[color=00a99d]"Yah, its good. Let me get your change."[/color]

Emil shook his head [color=9e0b0f]"Keep it, and have a great day."[/color] he said as he gathered his cane and set off back towards the group as he exited he he would pass Acacia and Ryan, tuning his ears to their conversation as he did so, but continuing on his way as not to be overly rude. When he finally found the Ulfric and Marrec, he was ripping pieces of the muffin off and slowly chewing it [color=9e0b0f]"So those two seem to be getting along."[/color]