love in solitude

It always started the same way, a person would appear in the midst of the books in the main part of the library as Rey was most lonely. "Where am I?" Rey watched the human adjust his glasses and look around the dusty piles of books.

"You're in the library." She wasn't very interested in taking in any more strays right now, especially when the library forced everyone to leave right as she fell in love with them, but the library had other ideas. "You're here because you tried to kill yourself, Ben Solo. And the library ordained it that you did not die."

"So I'm not dead."

"Nope," She sighed. She just wanted to read her book. She hadn't gotten to read Descartes in a century, before her collection was lost in the ever expanding realm of the library

"What is this place?"

"A library," Rey closed her book, rolling her eyes. "People who are severely depressed come here until they're okay enough to go back to Earth." He looked around more, clearly not knowing what to do with the information. She opened her book again, going back to Descartes. He could get lost in the books and never come back for all she cared. This sort of thing wasn't her problem anymore.