We don’t want to be stuck on the train with nothing to read.

She just wanted - had always wanted - a good book to read. Being chased by hellhounds and blowing things up were comparatively unimportant parts of the job. Getting the books - now, that was what *really* mattered to her.

Here, you carry these. I may need my hands free.Why the hell are we taking ‘The Dream of the Red Chamber?’ Light reading, if we get stuck on the subway?No, in case we get stopped by some of Qing Song’s minions who can’t read Chinese.Oh. Right. Hey, that’s not a bad thought. Though if we’re going to be throwing them away anyhow, why not take ‘The Investiture of the Gods’...Because I like ‘The Investiture of the Gods’ and I don’t like ‘The Dream of the Red Chamber’.

Irene made a private mental resolution that if she ever became a queen, her throne would incorporate a cushion. Also a convenient bookcase.