"Right..." Arete stares at Iollan for a moment before nodding to herself and continuing to sweep.

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The angel barely raises his brow. It's not often that an inside joke is taken literally. Plus in his view, the other is taking books like he's buying groceries.
A kindred spirit? Perhaps? 
"I'm enjoying the detour, though I do believe I would have had an aneurysm without similar experiences in the past." 
The response can be considered truthful, but it's mostly meant as another humorous jibe.  

"That must be difficult," Iollan acnowledges. "I'm Iollan. I've volunteered at a few libraries before, but not enough to understand the flow of things...I don't want to get in the way of your work more than I already have, but if you could please be kinder to your boss, I would be very grateful. I hear narcolepsy is quite difficult to live with." 
Supposedly, he can take the strange power dynamic in stride just fine, but he doesn't let go of topics quite so easily.
Slightly pausing, he adds, "And it's no issue. I wouldn't expect you to introduce yourself under these circumstances, to be honest. The past few moments have felt somewhat chaotic."

 

"I completely understand." He nods in response, then continues browsing. He's collected quite a few books by now, more than someone of his stature should be able to carry. Maybe it's a trick of the light, but he seems a couple inches taller than he was before.

He looks over at Echo and smiles. "I already have! You have a wonderful library here." He strolls over carrying his stack of books. "How long have you been in business?"

The man laughs. "Very true! If you've been around so long, I'm quite surprised I haven't stumbled in earlier."