I don't— love them. [ Why is he defending himself from this ridiculous accusation? Why does she do this to him.

He glances over at her, vaguely proud that she has at least moved on from the books; he was almost worried she'd sit there tearing the pages out of the books because she was so personally angry with those books. ] I'm just saying maybe don't destroy all the stuff, 'cause... y'know, once this guy's dead, it's basically a free-for-all in here. I want some fancy alien books for my shelves! Sue me!