A brow ticks up. The Archivist, is it? That's enough to get him at least a little curious. The only archivists he knows of that he would even care to take interest in are in the Cobalt Soul, but he has trouble imagining this little fellow in their number.

And there's something a bit off about him. Maybe it's the way he keeps looking at the eyes.

"Afraid so. Much to my mother's lasting shame." His tail flicks. "See somethin interesting?"