"Perhaps...it's towards the back?" She suggested, gently pulling him that way.

Walking down the rows of books, Fuuka let out a content sigh. Looking around, she found comfort in the tall shelves looming over them. Libraries were where she had spent a large amount of her schooling career. Save for the last year, of course.

"At least this is the same," she said, glancing back at him, "Maybe this place is more familiar then we think."

As they reached the back wall, she gazed up, looking for some kind of sign for 'History' or 'Reference.' But she could find neither. Not yet concerned, she headed right, figuring they would find it eventually. Until they did though, perhaps getting to know one another would be nice. Especially since they had been holding hands this long.

"So, Ryogazaki-san, what were you doing before you came here?"