[He bows and patiently waits through the tidying up, thanking her as she loaned the books out to him. The one on Nevarra will be returned first, as soon as he's done making annotations (on separate pieces of paper, tucked between pages) to fix Genetivi's abominable scholarship on the matter of Emmrich's country and culture.

He can also give a little bit of input as to how to safely travel with a skull, considering he's come to Riftwatch with a few as well. None possessed, of course. None that talk on their own. But they're useful for focusing magic and consultations.

The skull, Rosamunde, looks like she's being taken care of. He also can't recall a Rosamunde among the list of those they need to keep an eye on, thought that means nothing. His memory isn't perfect, nor has the list-keeping been flawless. Emmrich says nothing of these thoughts.]

My name is Emmrich, Rosamunde. May I ask what happened to you?

[He holds out his hands, hoping that Ness will hand her over. The missing jaw is concerning. He wonders if there's a spare one that will fit her; even skulls feel better when whole.]

I have experience with piecing skeletons together, and with spirits.