"Well, if you insist," Gale answers with a grin. He wastes no time taking the offered seat, always more than ready to get his hands on any books, even and especially someone's notes. "You really have got a considerable collection. I am going to have to magically reduce these for you, else we'll need a horse and cart before much longer." He takes his time flipping through the alchemy notes before placing the journal back where it was, careful not to interfere with the other man's organizational system. "You're being quite meticulous in your note taking, and I feel quite lackadaisical in comparison." He gets his hands on the magical theory notes next, and that's when his interest is really piqued, and he flips with much more deliberation, losing the thread of the conversation in his focus.