The Time Traveler, once he was sure he hadn't been spotted, stepped out from around a pillar and approached a man hurriedly sorting certain scrolls into a wooden box.
"Greetings worker! Are the Romans coming?"
The man looked at the Traveller, who was worried his AI translation wasn't working, until the man sighed.
"English, Putonghua, Esperanto, or Spanhinese?"
"Uh, English, but how-"
"Ah, right. So you're here to try and stop the Great Library here from burning?"
"Of course, I-"
The man shot him, finished collecting the scrolls about time travellers in his box and then started a big fire.
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