I'm not surprised. He studied a little bit of everything. That's how he found me, during his travels.

[Hector's voice is soft. Sad, tinged with fond. He'd been so proud of that moment, because sought out by Dracula himself, though time and circumstance have colored the memory.]

Suppose it doesn't matter now. Whatever treasures that library holds, they are far beyond my reach. Your secrets are safe from me.