Despite the issue of being in an unknown world, Angela makes it her mission to discover everything Spirale has to offer in order to familiarize herself and satiate her own curiosity--and this is only a small area compared to everything that awaits outside this city. So to be able to see what sort of history and exhibits the Tempus Museum offers is a leap of progress for her.
She thinks of Netzach as she observes the art on display, the click of her heels softly reverberating atop the granite floor. Knowing him, he's definitely slacking off somewhere in the Floor of Art or even hanging around the other Libraians.
Angela comes to a halt in front of a stone sculpture as she thinks of her companions, wondering how they're fairing without her. It isn't as though they're incapable of running the Library without her, but... She can only hope that they're okay. Admittedly, it would be nice to run into one of them during her journey. It would make her pursuit less lonely.
After some time, she resumes her step, examining the remaining work until she realizes that she's somehow made her way back to the main lobby. Was she so distracted that she lost her way? Shaking her head, Angela ignores the suspicion as she continues, only to stop yet again when she spots a red hair tie a short distance from her. There stood the scientist she's based off of, the instigator of the Distortions back in their own world.
Angela remains silent before finally speaking up, "I didn't think I would see you again so soon." She does her best to keep her eyes on him, but cannot bring herself to look into his eyes just yet. They had diverged onto their own paths, never to come across each other again. Or so she thought. "I assume you're continuing your own plan despite the setbacks. Though, it appears this place isn't as miserable and sick our own."
