[ he spent most of his time in kaisou reading these days, himself--though most of what HE read was the daily newspaper--magazines, and, sadly, Wikipedia. He hadn't yet picked up on things like Novels and Comics, as he's too sure he'll come across some topic in one that he doesn't understand and will spiral into another day spiraling down into Google. He loved Google. It was so useful. How did people not just use it all the time to do everything? Baffling.

Either way, he crosses his arms patiently as she goes over the piles of books, leaving the ones she'd returned to look at a different pile.
He'd have been content to wait for her to make her selections, honestly, but.

That's a voice he recognised. His doglike ears flicking up high on his head and swivelling backward to the--loud voice that was near-deafening.
It's like something odd being pinged on in his brain--the aggressive shout, the sudden feeling of being Loomed Over--
Wriothesley is between Veldora and Furina in an instant, ice blue eyes dilated with a strange look on his face as --

He computes what's going on here. Veldora--
Veldora lived here, as well? And --ah, he gets what's going on.

He raises his hand to try to get the huge man to stand down. ]

Noone needs to be striking anyone down here, Vel. She's not stealing anything, she came to return something she'd borrowed from a friend.

...From Rose.
Calm down, we can talk this out.