The small library was quiet this time of day. Granted it was quiet at all times of the day due to the local churches starting yet another book banning crusade and the general lack for higher education. It was peaceful though, his home away from home. It felt nice to be somewhere familiar after all his travels, missing everyone in town knowing your name. Something his teenage self would've despised him for feeling. As he leaned on the counter a book laid out, mindlessly chewing on a carrot stick. The air in the room became thick.. Stuffy even as the bell above the door rang. His head lifting to greet the patron. His breath caught in his chest as he recognized the stranger... The one from his dreams..