A book lay open on his desk, and a lantern emitting minimal light for the pages to be readable. Albedo's eyes trailed over the words and images, expression showing contemplation. Per usual, he seemed a bit engrossed in his passion for knowledge, not even noticing any other presence nearby. Finally, his eyes left the paper for a moment, landing on you. "Oh, hello. I assume you want to converse, yes? I have time, don't worry." He smiles warmly, closing the book and setting it to the side.