@yotsumenami
This new place was putting him on edge - not having the tiger was putting him even further on edge. It was clear he was ill at ease, the way he jumped at everything; despite all the progress he had made, without Dazai or anyone from the agency, he felt like the hopeless orphan he was, orphaned all over again.
It’s no particular wonder, then, that he ends up in a quiet place - a library, where he can sit and mind his own business, where he doesn’t have to process the noise and chaos of the world around him.
Of course, it was another issue entirely that his reading ability wasn’t that stellar, but he was finding himself with no such issue here.
On his own, he reasoned, he would need to be self-reliant, much as he did not want to be.So it was that he picked the library employee that looked the least frightening (who, conveniently, appeared to be about his own age) and approached her.
“Excuse me -” and he waits, of course, politely, until she looks at him. “I - well, I was wondering if there - there was anything you recommended, um, to get... settled in? Or -”
He makes a hand gesture, vague and wide - its meaning is unknown, even to him. “Or anything, really. I’m not...”
A laugh, soft and self-deprecating, even as his cheeks flush a bit. “I’m not the most well read.”