[ Midnight hums. It's always flattering to know that someone as orderly as Miss Angela notices such small things like his charms. ]

Sure. It's how I made a living, after all.

[ But as for that question... Midnight touches his chin in deep thought. ]

I... can't say I could think of one. I'd say something to drink, but I wouldn't want to risk the books when I could just do the same at home. Perhaps... More comfortable places to sit? I know you never meant for the place to be a library, but there's something lovely about sitting among books while reading. It's very calming.

[ ... And since he won't be clear about the nature of the Library for at least another two weeks... ]

Are books the reason why you became a librarian?