Two stretched out on the sofa in the space next to Nos-4-a2, her head in his lap. The lamp on the table next to the couch encompassed their surroundings in an orb of light. Now that she had it focused on her novel, she started flipping through the book at the rate of a page every few seconds. Two's collection of books, almost three thousand in number, spanned as many time periods, languages, and genres as she had been able to gather from the Axiom's archives, but the way she went through them, Nos wondered whether they would be enough to keep her entertained for long. After forty years, she had read almost every book they owned.