He stops and looks around the office, staring at the books a little longer than is probably polite. The whole room is amazing and he wants to explore a lot of it, but that wouldn't be right. He turns to look at Palamedes and nods.

"All right..." He walks over and looks at the paper, a little lost but still trying to hold it together. He finds a seat and dusts it off for a moment before sitting down. His posture is stiff, a little formal - he's clearly trying too hard. "I don't know if the paper matters all that much..."