trying to make Raine and Lightning go at it as earliest as the story and their feelings let them, looking for more ways to smash my dolls together, which in this case should be aboard the Lindblum, and it's as hard as i imagine trying to have sex aboard a military airship filled with its personnel could be. everything's too public and designated. my mind wanders to some imaginary storage room (cliché) maybe some arrest-like cell if i'm creative, but Hal obviously says library because that's what Hal would say