[ She lets out an elongated hmmmm at his coy answer, pursing her lips. Inwardly, she makes a note to come back here and do some research on who this 'Malphas' character is supposed to be, anyway. Even if the books are full of complete lies, it'll be worth her time to have a good laugh or two about what kind of old-timey gossip exists about him. It'd be a real knee-slapper to surprise him out of nowhere by looking into it right now, right? But no, that'd probably be too soon to reveal it. The payoff for a prank like that might be better down the road.... ]

You won't even tell your very good friend where to start? Boo. So stingy!

[ It's a playful sort of complaint, as she turns on a heel to go back to perusing the shelves, straying more towards the sections that contain materials about spirits and ghosts, rather than demons. ]

But fine, I guess you're right. I did like checking those kinds of things. Did you know people wrote things about me too? Mostly true things! I'm pretty famous myself— or, I was. I bet you couldn't guess for what.

[ She sing-songs, throwing her own coy glance at him before returning to the shelves. ]