No matter how hard Adair listened, he couldn't hear anything. Obviously the others had walked deeper into the shop and the door was really not a conductor for sound. He sighed, wondering what he should do. He should leave is what he should do and he knew that. His curiosity had yet to dissipate though. This was such a good opportunity for him to get information. It would be worth it, probably. Besides, what could possibly go wrong in a creepy, magic-smelling bookstore?

Adair pushed open the door with a small growl of frustration. The creepiness didn't let up once he was inside, instead doubling in intensity as he crept inside. He didn't plan to go off exploring, but staying near the door, looking at the shelves to give him a reason for being there. Damian and the weird little guy had probably gone to the back of the shop where he could sense most of the magic aura. He definitely wasn't going to go back there.