Harrow likes books for the ideas, the theorems, the magical who gives a shit (necromancers). Gideon? She reads for the sexy ladies. Pictures all the better. She has a short stack of lesbian romances when she comes out of an aisle toward the holiday themed table with her favorite sparring partner at it. Gideon eyes it speculatively. The pictures on the covers match the mall's decor, but she hasn't more than glanced at them.

"Learn much?" Gideon reads one title. "We have to steal something?"