The robot plops down another stack of books once more onto the cart they belong on as it replies, "If you can catch up to him and talk him into being more careful, I'd be grateful. I'm tired of cleaning up his messes." The bot looks like it's about to let Ashlynn go, but then holds up a finger. "OH! And tell him to stop stashing food on the shelves! I found that apple he left uneaten in the astrology section and it was horrible. I can't stand decayed matter..." Makes sense, since it's a robot who does not have to worry about flesh or food.

"I'll take care of this." It shrugs at the cart and scattered books again. "Just-...Just go catch him. If you can, anyway. He's DEVILISHLY fast. Main reason I can never properly reprimand him." The mechanical librarian grumbles, sounding remarkably like a chugging printer or scanner.