Lyall chuckles softly at that. "I'm finding very quickly that there's quite a bit that people from here don't speak about. It's driving me a bit mad, to tell you the truth. I'm not the sort that easily accepts not knowing. But I suspect they don't know either, whatever it is that makes this place the way it is, and it's easier not to acknowledge it."

There are many people in the world who are like that about everything. Lyall's professions and stations don't really allow him to become complacent, and he'd be hard-pressed to tell you how much of that is training and how much is just his choice.

His eyes go wide and a little professorially excited at Luke's clarification, so perhaps it is just him. "That sounds wonderful," he says. "I'm sure I'd have been a patron there as well. I suppose it'd be very hard to find first editions and rare texts from any given universe, here that's for certain. Though I suppose sometimes people bring unique texts from their own worlds."

"Manhattan, that's -- New York, yes?" He likes to keep up with the goings-on of the States, but in his world the United States are so very puritanical and dangerous for those like him, it isn't as though he's planned a visit.