Draven flickered his eyes, perplexed. "I'm not calling you a gluttony, but yes, you are a gluttony. I suppose."
"Although, considering you are slender and kind of small too–" He put her down to her feet and adjusted her hair for her. "–I doubt anyone's thinking would strike there, unless they be with you and realize so."
Avelina looked up at him and said, "l'm not small. You only think I am, because you are muscular and six feet tall."
"Mhm, I figured." Draven concurred.
He walked past her to the table in the room. "I've got something for you."
"Huh? What is it?" Avelina inquired, curious.
"Books." Draven grabbed the stack of books and handed it over to her.
Wh… Avelina's eyes widened.
She stared at the books and lifted her eyes to meet his gaze.
"Was this why…you asked if I liked books earlier?"
