Wanda smiles and softly chuckles. Watching him for a moment, she looks around the shelves; her perspective has changed now that she has a friend to sit with. It is different when she's not alone; the world feels smaller but not suffocatingly. This aisle is no longer hers to man. She can rest if she wishes to.

"I think this is why it's not in your recommendations," she says. "If everyone sat in the aisles, it'd lose its merit—and no one would be able to walk through them." That's why it has to be for very special people. Wanda Logic™ works sometimes. It doesn't always have to be destructive.

"What kind of books do you like?"