The extra mindfulness towards library manners flies passed Rey in the wake of this person she's spoken to before. Twice, unbeknownst to her at the moment. Fuck, what did she say her name was again...?

She balks, then glances down at the cat circling around her legs. Rey shifts, but doesn't seem to deter its path. Is it trying to tell her something? Hell if she knows; it's not like she's ever had a pet before, and she doesn't tend to know how to handle animals.

"Um, no. Not really. He just... follows around everywhere." Rey shrugs, remembering what Peter had said earlier. Guess he was hers at one point, or so the cat seems to think.