"Of course. However, pixies are not from hell." He answered in quiet amusement. "Though, let us hope that The Divine Comedy does not get tipped off the shelf. We do not need to enter the different layers of hell." Yes, he was teasing, but no, he didn't want demons running amok in the library either.

Opening his eyes, he sent him a side glance. "Rats of unusual size. They are known as ROUSes in their world." The Librarian smiled vaguely as he moved on.

Reaching out, he braced himself against a shelf and nodded to the soft sparks like embers coming from one of the aisles. "I believe it might be over there." Pausing at the question, he regarded him. "Yes. Anything can as you say, waltz right out into this reality. It is why we needed help. I am no longer able to do this alone." His expression darkened at that. He failed at his work and he knew it. Slowly he righted himself and pulled the hood back up over his head.