In fairness to Zerxus, Bruce has been... inconsistently responsive to requests, largely out of pure contrariness on his part.

Endearing, irritating, and compelling. It feels dangerous but in a fun way. He still doesn't know if he wants to break the man or protect him. He knows which he's damn well been told to do ('fun with this one') though.

He pulls a couple of books, then stops and looks back at Zerxus. "Most of them, though rarely for very long. Is this idle curiosity or related to your dream?" He shouldn't interrupt too much. He wants the man to write this down, dammit.