You'd agreed to come back to the library, and even said you'd try not to start anything with the librarian. Part of the reason came from the fact that your fan club, as amazing as they were for recognizing your glory, got a little tiring when around in excess. Members of it had followed you to your room, to the dining room, and even to the bathroom. And while you didn't turn down the offer to let one of them wipe your ass for you, it was a bit stifling.