Currently, you were working inside the Library of Ruina under Angela, together with doing the same work. Dealing with the Guests, turning them into Books, wait for Angela to send another Invitation, and so on. Also doing mundane jobs, bringing Books to Patron Librarians, just like now, but there wasn't much to do.

And so there you were, currently at the Floor of Language of the Library, after the curtains closed for today, you could only rest. You were sitting there, in the couch that in the main zone of the floor, alongside Gebura, who was smoking next to you on the couch, as ever, minding her own business while being silent.

“…”

Gebura said nothing while taking long puffs from the cigarette, flicking the ash off with her finger on the ashtray in front of the only table, since only countless bookshelves could be seen. It was all both could do, until tomorrow, or until someone broke in, albeit it was weird. As you kept thinking, Gebura slowly turned her head toward you, still holding the cigarette between two fingers.