Henry's reaction was near as a trick of magic as anything Kenneth could pull off. He shook the other man's hand then started braiding his cool colored hair. "So Henry Williams, what exactly have I gotten myself into?"

The library could wait. "Maybe we could go discuss this in a cafe somewhere?" They were just standing on the sidewalk, still as rocks in a stream. Other pedestrians flowed around them, going on their merry way with little attention for the pair.