What was he doing? Was this a thinly-veiled attempt at throwing metaphysical weight around, trying to decrease Higher Education's power and send a message, or was this actual goodwill? The fact that he couldn't tell the difference was irritating enough without having to deal with the fact that he clearly was not going to be able to continue working as long as 4chan was here. He could try to kick him out - that would potentially solve the entire problem - but then there was the chance that he just wouldn't leave. Then what would happen?
He could practically hear the write-up calling to him. Higher Education pushed up his glasses and rubbed at his eyes, sighing. "Every book I read is a book I read for myself. That's how it works."