[There's a long, long pause as he stares her down. The hand he still has on the desk lifts and hovers in front of her, dangerously close to her throat as if preparing to lash out and choke her... but he still doesn't touch her, at all.

He simply regards her... and then, his hand withdraws as he sighs.]

Nah. That's way more work than I actually want to do about it.

[He steps away, finally giving back her personal space as the book he had picked goes back on the shelf where it belongs. One of his other hands pulls out his pipe so that he can smoke though, because he is a little stressed about this situation all the same.]

I was serious about not wanting to be found, however. My existence as a rumor is supposed to be a secret to only a select few... well. Unless this too, is fated...

[He reaches a hand out towards the bookshelf, and this time the book he grabs is in fact Eva's as he carefully flips it open--he doesn't look at the past written in there, he skips several pages forward until...]

... Ah. Here it is. Interesting...

[Whatever it is he's seeing written there, he doesn't share with her as he proceeds to snap it closed for now.]

Lucky you. It seems today's not your destined day to die.