As her feet and Five's beat a path to the front door, she is clamping down the blast doors in her head as hard as she can. Vanya has felt something like this only once before: in Texas where her family took what seemed like their last stand and came out on top. Together. There was no time or space to feel anything other than triumph and relief. Here, in front of the most incredible (and maybe only) gift she's been given in her entire life, she can feel a whole cacophony of things that make her feel all kinds of ways she doesn't understand. All she can do is focus on her hand on Five's and hope that's enough to keep them all safe from any unintentional harm.

The inside of the place knocks the focus out of her. She's got her hand cupped in Five's when they reach the juncture to the library. All the way up, empty space to fill with anything they want. Anything they want. This is not the Library of Reginald Hargreeves. She is standing in what will become the Hargreeves Family Library.

"It's incredible," she breathes, mouth falling open a bit as she scans all the way up the empty rows. Her mouth shifts into a small smile as she adds, "we're going to need some ladders."