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♞ IX. voice & action.

I have books I need to get rid of— [...well. That's not right. He corrects himself.] —return. There's too many for me to carry, so I'll need help.

[Elliot, that's not a request, it's a demand. But this is Elliot Nightray—he does not and will never care. Housemates can find Elliot sorting through the books in his servant's room, trying to pile as many into a box as he can. This is going to take a while.

Others can find him hauling this stupid box of books to the library. It's especially cold today, but once again, Elliot does not care. He is getting rid of these books one way or another, dammit. It's only a small start, but he is tired of waiting.]

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If you still need time to read them, that shouldn't be a problem.

I'm not going to read them. There's too many.

Then when you said they should be checked out again, you didn't mean you wanted to renew them yourself?

No. I'm not interested in any of these.

[Well, that's probably not quite true, but he's only thinking of getting rid of them—he's not thinking of keeping any for himself.]

If that's the case, I can bring them back for you. [He doesn't need to go at all, if he's not renewing them.]

I'm almost there now. [Guess who has a habit of walking and reading?]

Thank you. [There was so much that he still might have to make a trip, but he was definitely grateful for the help.]

Is there anything you're looking for?

[He might as well see if there's anything she specifically wants while he's sorting through them, though.]

Well... Anything new, really. Especially if the subject relates to other worlds somehow, or Luceti. Especially Luceti, but that'd be very rare.

I'll see what I can find. [That shouldn't be too hard. His servant liked reading about all kinds of things, so stuff about other worlds or planets or whatever should be easy enough to find.]

Thank you very much; it's very kind of you. If I can do something to help you in return, please let me know.

Don't worry about it. Helping me get rid of these is enough.

[It's only a few more minutes before she arrives at the house. She says a brief goodbye, closes the journal, and knocks politely.]

[It'll be just a moment before Elliot answers, since he's carrying another small pile of books into the living room. When he opens the door for Ami, he gestures for her to come in.

There are piles of books all over the living room—on the end tables, on the piano, on the floor...]

Thanks for coming.

[Most people's first thought upon seeing this sight would be 'overkill'.

Ami's?]

It looks sort of like home. [She's neat and tidy by habit, but her tendencies with books... well... they get a little out of hand.]

[...if that's her first thought upon seeing the mess, Elliot's sure she's absolutely no better than his servant!]

It's too much for someone's bedroom.

[Especially a small bedroom!]

Ah- Right. [Her smile turns a bit awkward with embarrassment. She's said something odd again, hasn't she?]

Shall we begin? Do you have boxes or crates to use for them?

I think there's a few boxes. [He had only grabbed one for himself, so there should still be some left.] I'll go find them.

I'll start gathering the books into piles. [Mostly for the sake of being able to sort them before they go.]

Alright.

[With that, Elliot disappears upstairs. His room was previously a storage room, so there had to still be some stuff up there somewhere.]

[By the time Elliot comes back, Ami has a few stacks of books already sorted.]

I'll pack up the ones that are ready.

Thanks. [He sets the boxes down nearby so she can make use of them. The boxes are of varying sizes, but they should prove useful.] There are some books you might be interested in over there.

[He gestures to a pile sitting on top of the piano.]

[Her head turns towards them automatically, and she cranes her neck for a better look at the titles on the spines.]

Thank you for separating them for me.

It's alright. I was looking through them anyway. [Not that he was being sentimental or anything! That's just silly. He picks up a pile of books from one of the end tables and sets them down in one of the boxes.]

You must have had a lot of good memories of reading through them.

Come to think of it... I feel sort of badly that we haven't met before, with a common interest.

I haven't read most of these. [In fact, the amount he had read probably didn't even amount to a quarter of what was here. Maybe even less.] But it's alright. My name's Elliot Nightray.

[Truthfully, he just wasn't very good at being sociable.]

I'm Ami Mizuno. [He looks foreign; she uses the foreign name order accordingly.] I'm pleased to meet you.

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