Oh... He lowered the book he had his nose stuck in properly now, “Metaphorical drool, huh... Then I would agree! It’s a very impressive library. Books from every world? Well— if what I’ve been told is true. Evidence seems to suggest it’s so.” And he’d certainly been making a thorough investigation of it since arriving back in February. It had come in handy, especially in trying to catch up a little in a world far more advanced than his own.

Llewellyn gave Dean a short once over at the introduction, a thoughtful expression on his face. Dean’s clothes, and the fact that he introduced himself with a first name rather than a full name, meant the guy was from the future. Possibly from a similar time to that of Alex, or maybe young Eddie? “Nice to meet you Dean, I’m Detective Llewellyn Watts.” He reached out to take the hand offered to give it a polite shake as he slipped off the edge of the table to stand. His posture was still a little slouched compared to those from his era, but even so he was a fairly tall fellow. Yes, he looks every bit the part of an Edwardian gentleman out of a play. He hasn’t... quite gotten around to updating his wardrobe yet. He’s been busy!