Aurellia sighed softly and turned another page in her book. She was draped across the big, comfortable armchair sideways, her feet dangling over one arm and the other arm supporting her shoulders. The library was quiet, as always. She wasn't sure where her 'roommate' was at the moment, but she didn't care. She tucked a stray section of hair behind her ear when it tumbled over her shoulder and onto her page, and then just kept on reading. It was a good book and Aura was in her happy place, darn it. She had a good book, a soft place to read it, and all the time in the world.

At least, she thought so.