“What do you like to read?”
The corner of Wren’s mouth lifted involuntarily into a smile. Apparently, he appreciated the change in topic as well. “Guess.”
He considered it as he turned another page. “Theologians.”
Wren snorted. “Goddess, no. I’m not so boring as you.”
“Penny dreadfuls?”
“Suitably lurid,” she said, “but no. Medical textbooks.”
Hal’s expression grew puzzled. “I see.”