It's the shortest poem in the book, I wasn't going to bore you with a full recitation of the Wood Witch.
[ His smile quirks sharp, not at all feeling down about his poetry habits and more bemused by the idea. Keeping the man hostage in this tea house just to give him a good sense of the book he's reading. Ridiculous. V pushes the book of pocket poems across the table. ]
You can take it, if you want.
[ Being offered whatever book V has on hand is something you'll just have to get used to. He likes books, but there are always others. He refuses to be obsessed with the same book of poetry for twenty years like Vergil. Not here, when he had the opportunity to read anything this world could offer. ]
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[ His smile quirks sharp, not at all feeling down about his poetry habits and more bemused by the idea. Keeping the man hostage in this tea house just to give him a good sense of the book he's reading. Ridiculous. V pushes the book of pocket poems across the table. ]
You can take it, if you want.
[ Being offered whatever book V has on hand is something you'll just have to get used to. He likes books, but there are always others. He refuses to be obsessed with the same book of poetry for twenty years like Vergil. Not here, when he had the opportunity to read anything this world could offer. ]