"Is this all right, Miss Hevnia?" Molly looked at the two books that Hevnia was holding in her arms. "Do you only need me to help you borrow a book?"
"Yes," Hevnia shrugged and then smiled, "I've always loved snuggling in my room with a book, preferably in pajamas, lying in bed, with snacks to my right and a pile of books to my left. It makes me so happy... Ah, sorry, is my hobby a bit too peculiar?"
"How could it be!" Molly's eyes shined. "Your description is so vivid, I totally understand how you feel, is it like, um..."
She couldn't find the words herself.
"The feeling that knowledge is at your fingertips," Hevnia added, "especially when there are more books piled up, it really feels wonderful."
She sighed as she spoke.
"It's a pity, though, that even using your book card, I could only borrow two books. It's far from enough to make a pile, the experience is severely diminished."
"How could that be?!" Molly exclaimed, waving a fist. "Leave this little matter to me."
