The man was intrigued by Lilian's words. The Building itself was an oddity that did things without rhyme or reason. It was possible that this 'Bielefeld' indeed did have the Building in it. Perhaps Bielefeld was Vaffelhelm in some foreign dimension. He chose to ignore their question about Cthulhu.
"There are cyborgs in that group. Other dimensions exist. The Building is in ruins. It was obliterated during an invasion. Ogoti's magic wasn't enough to protect it or the restaurant, or those gathered within. Many were lost. Giovenith. Thriller. Lidev. Dab. Ogoti. Many others." He watched the rabbit child's face to see if her eyes would indicate familiarity with any of those names, but he also kept the male in his peripheral vision. "I don't know why you're here. Why don't you both take a moment to enjoy some buttered toast and coffee? I have things to check on."
The man rose and pulled the needle from the record, setting the arm in the cradle. He strode from the room and closed the door behind him.