"Heh, please...call me Xada!"
He smiled and walked off, rummaging through some stuff in another room
He got up and started exploring
He came back after a bit and sat the clothes on the sation, wondering where he went
"Huh?"
He called to him from in front of a bookshelf
"Xada...what are these?"
"Oh there you are, what these? These are just some old books i keep"
(Sorry for leaving you like that, i had to leave for awhile, im free for the rest of the day/night!)
He tilted his head
"Books?"
He ran a netsearch on his feed
"Mhm, usually either for stories like magical and fantasy, history like the wars or past machinery, or biology, bugs and animals"
"Ma-Michael has books...h-he keeps them in his office.......I-I was never allowed in there......e-except for one time-"
He shuddered
"Really? What we're they about? I'm sure these books will be better but i would like to know what his we're...tho from your reaction...i can see it's not pleasant"
"...... What's this one?"
He held up a copy of Midsummer's Night Dream
