"Um, excuse me?" Mina has finally tracked Inric down in a room with elegant balconies and a long row of desks. "Yes?" He is sitting at a desk in the middle of the row. As she approaches, she sees he's reading, not making notes or anything. "Oh, I thought you were working." "I am working. It is important to understand a book thoroughly in order to catalogue and shelve it correctly." As usual, his face betrays no trace of humour, and Mina isn't quite sure whether or not he is joking. "I expect you take the same approach," he says, still straight-faced and she grins in relief. "Oh, ah, yes! Yes, I do!"