O'Brien was always around. He didn't do a whole lot, these days, other than sleep, do his assigned Sniper duty, and wander the library. And before that? He wandered around MSG. Since then, he'd moved. At least he had plenty of books and whatnot to get lost in. And that was usually what he did. When he wasn't spending time with his family, of course.
He was currently down in the stacks, sitting off in one of the corners, curiously flipping through a book on Sing Sing. He'd also looked at a book about Twinkies and Moon Pies earlier, so he really hadn't been doing a whole lot of research that afternoon. He'd just needed some more time to think about everything and anything. His thoughts and worries drove him crazy sometimes, and he was tired of his sisters asking him if he was alright.
He'd be fine.
Turning to the next page in the book, blue eyes lifted up from the text and various photos when he thought he heard someone making their way down the stairs.