"That there are books here from...other worlds. I...don't know if it's true or not." He was hearsay, but in all his training, one of the most tried and true truths of things is there was always some truth to be found in rumors.

Still, his eyes flitted to the lock she was fumbling with before looking back to her. "What are you doing here?"

He didn't mean for his tone to sound accusatory or like an interrogation, but unfortunately, Vincent had a habit of sounding that way regardless.