[By now, the nosiness is to be expected, and he never has made an excuse for the boy not to look at what he's reading. Most of their literary entertainment falls along the same lines sometimes anyway, or close enough that they don't mind swapping books. When Astre gives up reading with him and leans into him, he shifts an arm around to settle about the boy's shoulders in habit.]
Nothing truly. Just some old fiction from a time long past in this place. They had odd thoughts on how to harvest solar energies back then, but I can't really speak to the matter myself, being no expert in the field.
[He turns his head, peers over at the teen leaning against him.]
Care to change the text? I'm sure we can find something we both enjoy.
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Date: 2019-10-25 05:21 am (UTC)Nothing truly. Just some old fiction from a time long past in this place. They had odd thoughts on how to harvest solar energies back then, but I can't really speak to the matter myself, being no expert in the field.
[He turns his head, peers over at the teen leaning against him.]
Care to change the text? I'm sure we can find something we both enjoy.