Reis had almost finished saying hello to the ground he was being pulled down to before the guardian caught the box again.
"Tsk. It's not even that heavy." Pause, "Even for you."
Barely twenty kilograms. Very light. Just the right weight to hand to someone without warning.
And was the last little addition really necessary? Sure, there were too many people with inhumane strengths around here. That didn't mean he had to be shunned for being very much normal on a daily account.
Yvaion ignored the accusing glare and pressed onto the box. It opened with a click, revealing the contents inside.
Content, to be specific. It was just one single book. A fancy collection of paper with a wooden cover and a silver-carved title that shone when light touched.
The weight of words. Figures why it was so heavy.
Yvaion stared at him as if he had said something foolish again when he hadn't even uttered a word.
"That's because of the box."
