When he hears his thoughts echoed by the prince Rei slowly turns his head around to look at Alessandro, his bows furrowed slightly in curiosity. [i]'He may not have meant the same thing as I was thinking, however his words have an eerie feel. After all, I have never found someone who thinks like me, even in simple matters'[/i] With a shrug he turns to follow the prince silently, as sure as the rest that he will head back to the carriage. However when he stops and mentions books he takes his gaze from the guards crowding around and cranes his neck around trying to spot it. Surrounded by so many men taller than himself it is impossible to see the shop the prince mentioned but with one final look at the two of them the guards more aside and Rei spots their goal.

Ignoring everything else he sticks to Alessandro's side until they are in the shop. He does stop long enough to assess those inside even as the books call out to him. The boy behind the counter carries no air of threat and while the old man seems to have a strong spirit he too presents no threat to the prince's safety. His magic snakes around the shop almost on it's own while his eyes begin darting around. He sees several volumes he already owns along with a handful he doesn't and a good deal more he can't identify at a distance due to wear on the binding.

At the sound of his name his head snaps around to look up at the taller human. If he'd been a dog it's clear his ears would be perked up and his eyes excited like it had spotted a squirrel and was just waiting for permission to chase it. As soon as permission is given Rei is off. The boy behind the register's eyes go wide. Not only at the sudden show of energy, but the added fact that the prince had called him his bodyguard. How could something so small and cute guard anyone? 

Since he is so small many of the tomes are out of reach and rather than interrupting his search to find something to stand on he simply goes right up the bookcases like a gecko. The boots make the task a little more difficult than usual but the shelves themselves don't even shiver or creak as he mounts them. In less than five minutes he's been through every book on the first floor, a grand total of two books actually meriting consideration for purchase and quickly set on a small table before he shuffles up the stairs like a kitten. Glancing at the tome the old man had put away as they came in he makes not of it to check later before going all the way to the end of the rows and begins making his way back towards the stairs.

Again he takes to climbing rather than using a step stool. In fact at one point he moves it out of the way before clambering right up to the top shelf. Sitting atop the bookcase he reads the first few lines of text in a moldy old tome before they narrow and he snaps it shut. Carefully he climbs back down the book tucked under his arm, and with out even looking at the rest he makes his way back to the stairs. His hand snaps out to grab the magic touched tome as he passes and he tucks it under his free arm before shuffling down the stairs, far more slowly than he ascended. [i]'Well, who knew they had and fae works in human society. . .'[/i] He muses, glancing at the moldy brown tome. 

Once back at his small stack he looks through the first two for a good three minutes before deciding to put one back, taking his final selection of three up to the prince. With wide eyes he sets them up on the counter, reaching up to make sure his hat is still in place, which it is. Almost instinctively he brings his gloved hand up to his mouth, intent on removing the offending something touching him but he stops just before it gets between his teeth and his hands drop to his sides. Looking up at the prince he cocks his head to the side cutely, his gaze still faintly more 'alive' than usual.