"He's not actually a book, just stuck in one for the moment." Persephone feels compelled to point this out, if only because somewhere Zetta would be sputtering about it if she didn't. Not that she cares? Okay she cares. Blowing a lock of hair out of her face, she shrugs.

"He'd be all in a fuss if he knew I told you, so very particular about his reputation." There's a slight bitterness to that, just after their fight, that wouldn't normally be there.

"Not that I'm not, I suppose. But either way--he's not exactly...He can be kind and thoughtful, but you have to catch him at it and he'll vehemently deny it if asked. But he cares. About me, Romeo, others. I wouldn't be putting up with his nonsense if he didn't. Not that I'm currently putting up with it. We did just have a loud and public fight on the platform. Ugh--I didn't mean to mention that."