"Hmmm. I'll take a look around for one. Feel free to settle down with a book, I'll come back here!"

'Should' is a very conditional statement. In true library fashion, it takes a surprisingly long time to hunt down the librarian. As if they had some preternatural sense that allowed them to hide from someone looking for them.

Eventually though, the nymph returns, a few leather-bound books in hand as they settled down beside Turgon. "Eheh, found them." They hum, pulling aside one of them to start with. Though, their gaze does drift over to whatever the elf seems to have retrieved. "Which book did you choose?"