"Ah, yes, Ms. Bethany. It has been a while. I presume you're faring well?" Tiral asked, responding to the Court Mage's greeting with one of his own before casually bringing the books that he had in hand to her side. "It's rare that the Court Mage would come here, especially considering recent events. But, well..."

The mage trailed off as he glanced a bit more closely at the books he had in hand, and with a quick glance backwards to confirm that the books in the hands of the maid were of a similar topic, sighed.

"...I assume you've been looking into these matters too, then? Well, I would pry further, but I've already got enough chains on me with the College dumping all their fault onto me right now. If you need any help, please, feel free to ask."

The subject matter... Angroron. Having dealt with the fallout regarding the shard was enough, and to be quite frank, the young man could do without having to stare into the abyss every waking moment of his life. But at this point, there wasn't any feasible way he [i]could[/i] avoid the topic any more.

Damn old men and their incessant habits of prying into things not meant to be tampered with.