Peony looked at the young man in front of her, thinking to herself that it was too bad that she would  never see him again. She would never remember him either. Well might as well enjoy the time she had here, she needed to make the best of it. It might be a mistake that she was brought here, but she believed that everything had a reason. But what reason could be that she was here? She couldn't figure it out not at all. She figured that she would linger here as long as she possibly could until the Librarian found her a new place to go. That is, assuming she was meant for that. What if  she was meant to go back home like the others? The thought depressed her, but she tried not to linger on it. She was a happy person! Not meant to feel what the people of her world felt. If only she could help them find happiness like that man she met suggested. If only she could take some information from this place to her world. With the immense number of books here, there has to be a book that had the information she wanted! But she had little magic, even if there was a spell that could help the people...she couldn't be the one who cured the  people of the problem. If only she knew the man who just recently appeared in the place was a god! But since she was in the kitchen, she had no idea about him. But even if they met, he couldn't help her. Once they  left this place, they would forget about each other. Well enough about that! Focusing on the conversation here! She looked curiously at Ichigo.<br/>"Put on death row because of you? My...how in the world did that happen? Or do you not feel like telling the tale?"<br/>She turned at his interest in what seemed to be...a living stuffed rabbit. She had a stuffed animal like that herself. Except it was a horse and it became a real live creature instead of a walking plush toy. She heard what he said to it, but it didn't really make too much sense to her. Soul reaper? Failed experiment?  She scratched her head trying to figure it out and faced it. The only thing that really made sense to her that the reason why it was walking around like that was because for some reason, the transformation from toy to live animal had not happened like it should have.<br/>"Aww...would you like to be a live bunny instead? Maybe I can help you."<br/>She knew that saying her toy's name made it real, so maybe saying it's name would do the same for it.<br/>"What's your name?"