"perhaps, who knows?" he shrugged a little, and as the door opened, stepped inside to see what was behind such a lovely door.  He grinned at the sight laid before him, vast shelves of books in every direction, so many there was little else at all in the room.<br/><br/>"well, it is certainly mine" he said softly, and began to walk slowly round the edge of the room, running a finger tip along shelf edges and reading spines at random.