They nodded at the fate of a normal book in the water. A sad, soppy fate that they were determined would not befall any book they knew of.
"I'm the oldest child," they informed Miss Delta. "Then there's my sister, Freina, and our younger brother, Kedran. And we still have both Mom and Dad. Well, biologically." They cleared their throat. "I love all kinds of stories, but I like histories and fantasies the best. Tales of what used to be and tales of wild imagination. I guess maybe they're opposites?" They shrugged.
"Freina liked the more romantic fantasies, except I think she wanted to be the Brave Warrior who saves the Princess." They chuckled. "And Kedran liked anything that could make him laugh. Some histories would grab him, sometimes, but he's so young; for a long time, it was hard to get him to even sit still for a story."
"I'm the oldest child," they informed Miss Delta. "Then there's my sister, Freina, and our younger brother, Kedran. And we still have both Mom and Dad. Well, biologically." They cleared their throat. "I love all kinds of stories, but I like histories and fantasies the best. Tales of what used to be and tales of wild imagination. I guess maybe they're opposites?" They shrugged.
"Freina liked the more romantic fantasies, except I think she wanted to be the Brave Warrior who saves the Princess." They chuckled. "And Kedran liked anything that could make him laugh. Some histories would grab him, sometimes, but he's so young; for a long time, it was hard to get him to even sit still for a story."
