[She probably shouldn't be grinning that far too predatory grin (it's her default, really) as he answers, pushing herself off the wall finally to move a little closer. It's so impersonal to be against the wall and that far away, right?]

Come now, darling, do I look like someone that would be letting them get their crumbs of kudos so easily? It doesn't mean anything if you didn't work for it, after all. [She shrugs in turn, taking a moment to adjust the top of her corset just in case.]

I suppose they're that desperate to get the books back as if they'll end up walking away if they take their eyes off of them for too long. Why they couldn't just have the thralls search for the books to begin with, I haven't a clue, seems like less of a hassle and headache.