For a long time, when Henry’s a kid, his favourite book is Matilda. When he’s young and sitting in his room reading, hoping his father won’t notice, he often imagines he is her, and he secretly hopes to learn to move things with his mind like she does. (Even though he knows it’ll never happen.) (When he’s thirteen, and magic is suddenly real, he finds himself hoping again.) It’s what first awakens him to the wonders of library science. It’s also part of the fuel for his latent prankster nature.

This kills the Seiya