[Bruce always tries his best to keep his visits to the library as quiet as possible - one because its already so late into the night, and two because he knows that the things he wants to read will probably raise a few eyebrows if he did it in broad daylight. After all, there's no reason why somebody who's known not to be a mage would want to read up about abominations and demons.

As much as he attempts to be quiet, however, the floorboards quickly give him away, and Bruce winces at the sound that they make before the shattering of glass and the clatter of books direct his attention elsewhere. Thinking the worst, Bruce abandons all pretense of sneakiness and hurries over to where the source of the commotion comes from, and--]

--are you alright?

[It takes a moment for Bruce to recognize the figure of Dorian by the dim firelight -- and then after that the apparent mess that's now on the floor between them. Bruce only needs a second to process what's going on before he starts to apologize.] You were--sorry, I didn't mean to startle you awake. I didn't think that anybody was still going to be in here.

[It is, after all, very late.]