As soon as she's not hitting things or getting growly, Andrew remembers that Daine is Daine and calms down again. He lays panting on his pile of books for a moment, trying to get his bearings and wondering where his stamp has gone.

"I'm alright," he confirms, leaning on her to get up. Books slide from under his feet, and he hangs onto her fur to keep his balance. "You just startled me."

"I don't hear stamping!" calls a phantom voice from the stacks.