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Maelora's eyes bulged upon noticing the book in his hand. She placed the tray on the side desk and jumped forward, snatching the book from his grasp. After inspecting it, she glared up at him.
"This is not mine," she said. Then she blinked, a realisation dawning on her. "Wait, can you even read?"
"Can," Klein replied, nodding emphatically. "Slowly. Small letters hurt eyes."
Maelora sighed in relief.
"Mae read it to me," Klein asked, hiding a crooked smile.
"No," Maelora refused immediately. "This is not good. Not good at all."
She placed the book back on the stack before gesturing towards the tea. A fragrant scent wafted from it; though not as strong as what he'd drunk at the forest cabin, it was still a refreshing aroma.
"Thanks," he said.
