The playfulness of their exchange infuses Obi-Wan, and he easily stands to follow the senator. He glances around at the ornate decorations, remembering them from his earlier sweep of the manor. His eyes widen as she swings open the doorway he'd missed on the previous inspection. "Are there any other secrets to this place I should be made aware of?" he asks, making sure that while he sounds serious in the request, he also says it lightly enough she can tell he's not upset at being taken by surprise.

His steps slow to a gradual halt as he surveys the library proper, with its wide windows letting in the early evening light, the comfortable chairs he predicted, to the grand chandeliers and fireplace some of the chairs were situated in front of.

And of course, the books. Obi-Wan wandered over to the shelf nearest him, not surprised to see economics and political history represented, but also several sciences, native cultural histories not just for Naboo but several other planets he knew were nearby, and probably had ties with the Naberrie family...

"All that's missing are the tales of daring and oft-times bawdy adventures of rogue pilots, retired Jedi and the like."