"I see. I am... personally familiar with the resiliency of silk." There's a slight grimace on his face, brows furrowing before the expression smooths back out. He isn't looking to tangle with Arachne webbing ever again, if he has his way. "No, not necessarily. Perhaps it's that the area is barred to the public—it should be no wonder there's curiosity surrounding what the scrolls contain."

He specifically doesn't speak of himself as the one curious.

"I wouldn't mind her presence, nor do I begrudge the oversight if these scrolls are historically significant. I have no expectations for finding anything in particular."

But Stiles will certainly owe him a major favor.