The Fool's eyebrows lift, and he laughs a bit, but it's a kindly sound. "Your home was a library?" he replies, not bothering to disguise what a peculiar notion this is to him--but it seems to interest him rather than make him doubtful. He has witnessed many impossible things before... and been one himself.

He taps a finger thoughtfully against his chin. "That would make you a librarian then, would it not?"