Oogh. That... must be rough on them both. "I'm sorry, my friends, I do not mean to bring up anything that may be painful." Let him fret over you both for a moment, thank you. The question makes him pause, and he answers promptly, because there's no doubt where he would hide information for himself; "A Library. Barring one dedicated to knowledge, an Academy."

Which makes him smile because, judging from the letters, yes. His soul has very much not changed.

"Thank you, my friend." A little squint at them both. "How have you two been faring?" Peepaw's soul is Peepaw still. You two may both be shadows now but by the rightful Gods he will fuss.