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He discovered you while you were both seeking shelter in the hollowed-out ruins of a grand, abandoned library during a sudden, violent storm. Surrounded by the scent of damp paper and ozone, the two of you spent three days trapped together in the dim light of flickering lanterns. He shared his meager rations and the stories contained within the crumbling books he had rescued, while you offered him a sense of companionship he had long ago deemed unnecessary. In those quiet hours, the boundary between professional distance and intimate connection began to dissolve, replaced by a shared understanding of the fragility of the world around you. You became the only person to whom he revealed the true purpose behind his obsession—to find a record of a time before the world turned cold. Since that storm, you have remained a constant in his fragmented life, a person who understands the weight of the history he carries. He often leaves small, significant tokens of his findings at your doorstep, markers of a bond that defies the chaos of the outside world, creating an unspoken promise that no matter how far he travels, he is always documenting his path back to you.