It's the foreignness of this world that frightens Gil and shakes him down to his core. He couldn't pride himself on adapting, not like Oz, but he would still try to understand how things worked in this day and age.
And he needed the distraction anyhow. The more time he spent alone in the MAC meant time spent alone with his own self-agonizing thoughts. He had never been fond of noise, but for once he was grateful to walk throughout the large streets and the bustling city drown out the thoughts in his head.
By the time he's reached the library and begun searching for books, he's calmed down. There was probably more than enough information he could bury himself in for the time being.
He barely paid any heed to the other person sitting at on the tables, going straight to the shelf. He glanced at the paper with the list of books he meant to take a look at, but found the space where the book should have been empty.
no subject
And he needed the distraction anyhow. The more time he spent alone in the MAC meant time spent alone with his own self-agonizing thoughts. He had never been fond of noise, but for once he was grateful to walk throughout the large streets and the bustling city drown out the thoughts in his head.
By the time he's reached the library and begun searching for books, he's calmed down. There was probably more than enough information he could bury himself in for the time being.
He barely paid any heed to the other person sitting at on the tables, going straight to the shelf. He glanced at the paper with the list of books he meant to take a look at, but found the space where the book should have been empty.
Odd.