Jackson wasn't much of a library mouse. His personality was ill-suited for places of quiet and concentration. While he could spend hours focused entirely on one task, one riddle, or one book, he generally preferred to do it somewhere he wouldn't be disturbed, and so libraries were too public for him. But that was why you could check books out, of course, and he was very glad for the addition to the meager offerings of the Inn. Grateful, even. Impressed, definitely.

He brought his hand to his hat in an easy greeting when he found himself faced with the woman responsible for it all, or so he'd heard. "Word is we've got you to thank for all this, Miss."