“Oh, I’ll read anything. I like to learn as much as I can about the world.” Out of curiosity, but from a pessimistic perspective. The world being such as it is, namely awful. Not that he’s not nonchalant about it. He blinks, affecting a less intellectual, more personally fond smile. “I have always been drawn to fiction, though.”

He slides the books over to Viatorus, who is free to rifle through them as much as he likes. They’re not that important to Johan.

“Do you prefer factual ones?”