Colle looks up from the book she has been engrossed in to find Inric in the door of the little room, looking in. "Oh, ah, good evening," she starts, flustered. He doesn't look upset. Not any more than usual, anyway. "I see you found the reading room." "Aren't all the rooms reading rooms?" She tries a gentle joke, but he doesn't pick up on it. "This one was a particular favourite amongst my... my colleagues." His face hasn't changed, but Colle doesn't mistake the falter for a vocabulary failure. She jumps to her feet. "I can go somewhere else -" "No." He turns to go. "It is better that it be used for its intended purpose."