Gansey was also fond of comfort. He welcomed the blankets with a grin, cocooning himself in one with delight. Normally a warm creature, it was a little chilly in the library, and he'd been some time since he curled up beside a fireplace or in sunlight.

"Tell me a story," Gansey asked, lounging across the couch and watching the Phantom with curious eyes. "Of something that happened to you here, at the Palais Garnier. It doesn't have to be personal. A funny story. Something you saw. Anything."

He simply wanted to hear the Phantom talk.