[ Rohan returns right when he noted that he would; not a moment too late or too soon. Right on time. He slithers into the library, lips quirking at their corners when he sees the young lady propped up in her spot. ]

Wonderful. I am so glad that you wish to see my other home. [ His real one is here. He can FINALLY say that. ] Come over here, would you? [ He waves to her with one hand while the other fishes through his sweater and pulls out his key. The disembodied whispers behind his voice grow all excited and the curls of Fog and wisps of his cape flutter in anticipation of where they are going. ]

We just need to go through this door...

[ As in the one he just slithered through... The library door that he has shut and now sticks the key into. When it opens, Fog spills forth in a rolling sheet. It no longer leads to the hallway. But somewhere else entirely. ]

Keep an open mind~