{He quirks a “brow”.} Silence urchin, tell me what you’re looking for, and I’ll find it. {His arms disappear into his robes’ sleeves.} I would rather you not leave claw marks on anymore of my books.
{He sighs softly.} My friend, I’ve read through all the erotica Rilith had imported, *and* the ones she wrote. {His claw comes and pushes his spectacles up his beak.} Tell me, please.
Stay here please. {His wings spread and carry him a few shelves down. There’s a brief shuffling noise. Then be returns with two books.} Here are a couple. They should have everything you want to know. {He teleports back onto the top of the shelf. Where it turns out he was reading erotica.}
