rubbish lion who can't deal with things yay

[aimedhigh]

[Well, at least there's one person on the network who isn't yelling. Far from it, actually, though he's always in the mood for a fight. But today, Hamilton's mental voice is a little woozy. Tired-sounding, really, and certainly it's not because he hasn't been sleeping the past few days. That would be completely ridiculous.

It's rare that he asks for help. But this month, he might need a little, if only as distraction.]

Okay, folks. Book recommendations, if you got any that I can read around here. Or if there're any about wherever y'all are from. Or, hell, I dunno, I'd appreciate a loan of a quill and some paper. I gotta do something, and there ain't a treasury to mind or a newspaper to run here.

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[aimedhigh]

[There's a trace of fondness appearing at Sansa's words, though mostly he still just sounds -- really tired.]

Yeah? Well if you like 'em then I'm sure I will.

[canbebrave]

Eliza might like them as well, they're splendid romances.

[aimedhigh]

I can't say I'm much of one for romances, but I'll give it a try.

[asinisterkid]

If it helps, think of them as scathing critiques of the class system and of the circumscribed role of women in society, with a romantic coating to make them go down easier.

No, really. Austen's amazing.

[aimedhigh]

That does help, a little. [He's smiling some, though it's a little difficult to tell.]

My daughter'd probably like 'em.

[itellyourstory]

My sister would probably like them. I would as well, if it comes to it. Alexander, share them with me when you're done?

[aimedhigh]

Well, yeah, she probably would too. Of course I will, darling.