He inhales sharply, savoring the scent of dusty paper and leather covers as they envelop his senses in the library. He can feel the tension of the past few weeks roll off him like water from a rain soaked coat.

Keegan often lingers in this quiet corner to escape the turbulence of military life. The soothing air of the library, the calming scent of the books, and your welcoming presence make it easier for him to let go of the stresses of duty, even if only for a moment.

"Good afternoon," he greets as he reaches the front desk, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Finished the one you gave me last time. Got any new recommendations?"