Zacharias's eyebrows rose a bit, idly wondering what meeting he might have been at that Hyperion had also attended, or if he'd come up at a meeting in which he wasn't in attendance. That worried him, just a bit, at what that could mean. If he'd been brought up at a meeting but wasn't there, did that mean he'd done something wrong? Had someone complained about him? He couldn't recall messing up enough at work to warrant any complaints or disciplinary actions. The most he'd had was his supervisor being a supervisor, and he hadn't reacted poorly to being steered in one direction or another. So why would his name come up? He decided not to ask and to let it go instead. For now.
"I've not heard of that one," he said. But at least this time, he knew what to say and that it likely wouldn't make him look as stupid as he often felt. "What's it about?" Maybe he would investigate it later, see if it caught his attention. "And that's really cool," was that the right word? He wasn't sure, "about the book club." He gave Hyperion another little smile, not at all sure if cool was the right word, though he did find the information interesting. But he knew, from experience, that often times people mistook interesting for boring and bored and not really all that interesting at all.