( her mind immediately goes to netzach, who hasn't been shy at all about spilling company secrets--but if it were him, fearne certainly would've just gotten the full story from him or mentioned him by name.

so it has to be someone else. the other librarians are out of the question--the name thing would apply to them too, because why wouldn't it? this is a deliberate obfuscation of identity, and angela tries to hope it's just someone who heard from one of her librarians instead of the ghoul that's been haunting the back of her mind since she met him in the gardens last month.

angela idly opens a little box of blueberries and pops a few into her mouth, then closes it and sets it in fearne's basket too. those will do. )

Plenty of people have heard various things about my Library thanks to certain coworkers of yours, so I'm not surprised. ( she keeps her tone even--her story, and the library? mm. ) What have you heard in particular?

( take it easy. slowly. stay calm. there's no need to ask who she heard it from--that's important, but not as important as the what. )