[ Not that there's any delineation. But he's only a little offended by this classification, and the colorful, almost childish décor adorning the crowded alcove of books.
Here it's a little harder to discern real leather-bound from faux, but after a short while perusing, Anders plucks something from a lower shelf. ] A-ha!
[ But - oh. His expression falls, but only slightly. It's something from home, or at least a viable facsimile, and that's worth some excitement. Despite his criticism for the tome on offer. ]
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[ Not that there's any delineation. But he's only a little offended by this classification, and the colorful, almost childish décor adorning the crowded alcove of books.
Here it's a little harder to discern real leather-bound from faux, but after a short while perusing, Anders plucks something from a lower shelf. ] A-ha!
[ But - oh. His expression falls, but only slightly. It's something from home, or at least a viable facsimile, and that's worth some excitement. Despite his criticism for the tome on offer. ]
Wenselus? What am I, a child?