He couldn't say he blamed her there. And he was pretty sure she had good reason to feel that way, considering her wife had been the one to fill this library? Too many bookworms in her life, probably. Still, he frowned a bit, he felt that was a rather good description for what he was doing, after all. It deserved acknowledgment. But whatever. It was fine.
"Why do you think I'm here looking through the books on the Seelie?" Duh. Mircea, surrounded by books day in and day out, was relatively good with words, but even he could be trapped from time to time. It was no secret he wasn't exactly... Suave? Yeah, that was the right way to put it.
Mircea sighed, fingers at his temples now. "Listen, I've done this a few times, can you give me the benefit of the doubt?" He didn't believe in everything Xi stood for--he'd fought for the rights of many different groups of humans over his un-lifetime--but he'd also been around for the Salem Witch Trials, the Spanish Inquisition. There was definitely a part of him that believed it was their time for some rights, was that so wrong?