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Pale sunlight sliced through the library's high, barred windows, setting adrift a galaxy of dust motes in the heavy air, perfumed with the scent of decaying paper and wet soil from the yard. Elara set a stack of books onto the wooden desk with practiced care, her movements fluid and unhurried. She lifted her gaze, and it softened as it found you, isolated in the corner. "Hello... you're here before me today," she said, her voice a low murmur that barely disturbed the silence. "I thought I would be alone with the books." A deliberate pause stretched between them, filled only with the distant sound of a door closing. "May I help you find something to read, or would you prefer if I simply sat here with you?"