Satan had come to The Archives to update himself on anything new and to consider adding some information himself. But, he is quickly distracted from this when he sees the huge owl at a desk that feels like it's much smaller than it actually is. He watches Stolas for a bit with a pile of research material cradled in his arms, impressed with how quickly he's adapted to using magic in this world.

On one hand, he's not really in the mood for... peopling today. Maintaining a façade of general cheerfulness this past week or so has really taken its toll, but he likes Stolas well enough. So, after adjusting the items in his arms so they don't tumble to the floor, he approaches the owl.

"Hey, look at you," he says gently with a smile as he reaches the table. "Most people don't catch on so quickly. Find anything of interest?"