The smell of old books flooded into Loki’s face as he took a step into the library, taking a deep breath of the familiar and welcoming scent. His fingers ran along the spines of the books before pausing on a certain one and plucking it from the shelf, his hands brushing the dust off of the book carefully.

The particles flutter in the air momentarily before settling again as he cracks open the book, skimming the introduction with a finger.

He paused before turning around, finding a comfortable seat in the library to lounge in and read.