It really is no surprise to see Quentin in the library, not for anyone in Asgard and not for anyone who knows him in general. Both as a member of the Vanguard and as a professional supernerd, he feels very much at home among these stacks of books, with all his books and papers strewn about him.

He hasn't made it a secret that he's a magician either. That he's been studying magic. Hell, he'll just about talk the ear off of anyone who'll let him.

Still, he's nevertheless somehow taken aback as Malcolm sits himself down at his table and just outs with a question like that.

"Whoa, uh," Quentin begins, before reining it in and trying again. "You mean in Asgard, or in general?"