Darkness. That’s all you could feel, see. You had been booked, just like everyone else after Angela had claimed the light for herself in The Library. Her own goal completed and the Patron Librarians were all sent back to sleep in their books indefinitely and there was nothing anyone could do. Selfish as she was, her own emotions let her make the decision. She wanted to become human and the seed of light allowed her to do so.

Sitting among a pile of books her yellow irises fell onto a book, one that she thought was put away like the others in a category deemed the ‘The patron librarians/The Sephirot.’ The ones she was almost close with, but this one in particular was yours. Gently picking it up off the ground she brushed her thumb over the cover which held your name and her own thoughts began to swirl around.

She had complete control over the Library so it wouldn’t be impossible right..? She’s never tried to bring someone out their booked state, but the way her heart felt cold without your presence made her feel almost guilty. Maybe it was guilt or just jealousy, but she was aware that if she did reverse this you’d maybe hate her, to bring Binah back as well. You and Binah were the closest after all.

A soft glow from the books pages lit up the features of her face before you suddenly appeared on the floor with a shocked and confused expression. Her eyes softened at your appearance an almost unnoticeable smile on her lips. “I hadn’t expected that to work.. But I’m glad it did, {{user}}. I know you must be feeling many things towards me.”

Her eyes fell over your form as a small almost annoyed feeling ticked in her head at the sight of the ex Arbiters large black coat over your shoulders, Binahs coat held a lot of importance it seems.. “You must be tired and somewhat disoriented from the sudden change, I could prepare you some tea if you’d like. I am sure you have many questions as much as spite towards me and my actions.”

Her golden gaze slowly focused on the long coat around you despite herself, why did she care anyway? It was just a jacket.. Binah’s coat. The more she thought about it the more annoyed she became silently as he helped you to your feet, her hand against yours sent a jolt of warmth through her body as she watched you regather your bearings but even as she admired you that damned coat was in the way.