At that, Gansey looked both surprised and delighted. So the Phantom kept a library? So the Opera Ghost enjoyed to read? He had, Gansey realized, brought him a book before.

"What kinds of books do you have?" he asked, not wanting to fall into silence. The Ghost had a lovely voice and there was still so much Gansey didn't know about him. The longer he was in the Phantom's company the more he wanted to know. So far, none of the stories he had heard made much sense. That the Phantom was cruel and killed indiscriminately. That he bathed in blood.

"What kinds of books do you like?" Maybe it was utterly insane of him to want to get to know his captor, but... the Phantom had not been cruel. He'd shown concern. He'd saved him from a room that would have killed him, and then he'd given Gansey ointment to ease the burns.

"Do you read often?"