In turn her smile brightened, "Uriel." Still smiling she offered the basket. "I bring muffins and bagels." Baking and taking care of others was literally wired into her. She couldn't not bring over something.
She'd be worried about the massive amounts of books, if not for what he was. Angels took comfort out of different things that humans did. "It looks like you need more shelves too. Might help with that whole not setting everything on fire." She grinned then, "though, technically, couldn't you make sure the fire didn't hurt the books?" Angels were complicated, and their powers varied.