[ Heinrix follows, the odd collection of books draws his eye, but he has learned to accept the odd things about this mansion, the things he simply cannot change. The innocuous things that he won't be able to change. This? This is at least relatively mundane.

He sighed, as they started to set them down, and ran a hand through his unruly hair, letting it fall into his face, with a soft sigh of relief that at least he's rectified one problem. ]

Ah, you're a... new arrival? [ He blinks, surprised. ]

Then please, let me make it up to you. I hate that I've given you such a poor welcome, or that you felt it necessary to assist the staff.