[ Corrin, meanwhile, is taken by the waterlogged books. She's crouching down, very carefully opening one of them. The pages are bloated, impossible to read, and Corrin frowns. ]

What a waste... if only there was a way to recover them.

[ She looks to the other girl when she speaks, and she surveys the object curiously. ]

Hm? Oh, yes, it's definitely odd. I have no idea what it could even be.