He smiled again. "Yeah, I don't think you'd make a good Lalaurie." His smiled just grew more. "So do I. Of course, it's always nice to be prepared, too," he added, tapping the books.

Gael pulled a mock affronted look. "What? I'm always cute and sweet." He laughed then and made a motion for her to move closer, scooting his own chair over a bit too. "I don't mind at all. Come on, let's see what you've got."