"Dion. And pray allow me to carry those for you."

He offered out his hands, a phantom sensation of judgmental eyes on the back of his neck for not offering from the first. Once relinquished into his care, Dion waited on her lead.

"I confess I hadn't yet thought so far as to research this world's history. I only had need of a place to collect my thoughts- and mayhap peruse a tome or two on ought that piqued an interest."