"Me too. Room 183." Although with writing desks in the library, having her own room was seeming less and less necessary. Still, she should try to fit in with the culture. And she did need somewhere private to sew up stray wounds and soforth. But why did Castor want to know? Probably so that he had an easy way to contact her. She could find him at the library, he could find her in her quarters. That made sense. She made a mental note to spend a lot of time in her room.
After carefully putting her own notes away, she stacked Castor's notes with the books he'd recommended and headed towards the book checkout. "So I suppose we'll run into each other quite a bit. Let me know when you want to get together next." She gave him a little wave as she walked off.