( she draws her hand back to herself, book pressed tight against her chest. her shoulders shake, and for a moment, she isn't sure what to do. what to say.

she misses the library, before everything came crashing down. whether it was a lie or real, whether it meant something to everyone, to her... it was better. it was happier. it was easier. )

...I wouldn't blame you if you did. My quest hasn't done anyone else any favors. ( she's aware. she's heard. her revenge, her desires, her tantrum--what good had it done anyone but her? ...what good had it even done her? ) Thank you all the same.

( a deep, slow breath. she's fine. she's... )

Even if it won't change what happened, I'd still like to know why... so I will still, to the best of my ability, investigate it. This book... ( she doesn't look at it, but holds it tighter. ) It has answers for me and how to achieve my desires. Perhaps it could also...

( ...

well, that's also just for her. a sigh. )

I'm sorry for what happened, what may have been my or the Library's fault--apologies will not bring back what you may have lost, I know.

( but it is better than nothing. )