"Knowledge you say?" Enoch said stroking his chin in false thoughtfulness, "Well... I suppose I might be persuaded to say if knowledge was involved. I might even deign to perform whatever perfunctory duties you people wish of me. I can't imagine you people are terribly creative with you demands. You have a lot of... sound and fury as it were." He mostly ignored the rest of what the man said... not particularly caring about anything beyond the prospect of knowledge. The man could be asking him to eat a maggot paste for all he could be brought to care.