[They walk through the aisles and he lets her pile book after book into his arms, occasionally grabbing one that catches his attention. It's not the same as being able to follow link after endless Wikipedia link for hours on end. But apparently this is what people did before the Internet existed. He'd survive. He thinks maybe he'll have to start spending more time in the library because cross-referencing things will be easier if he has quick access to what he needs, rather than having to traipse back and forth between his cabin and the library but...

Tonight that's not going to happen. He's way too tired for that tonight. And he's apparently crashing in Lydia's room.

Stiles reads the curiosity on her face easily.]

Being a superhero isn't all they make it out to be. [Which he kind of knows since his best friend is basically a superhero and he knows Scott's life isn't easy.] But yeah. Scott was Captain America, and I remember all kinds of things about their lives that I definitely shouldn't know, and...yeah, Bucky remembers stuff from my life and Captain America probably remembers stuff from Scott's.