Kanaya chuckled, her sharp teeth flashing in the light. "Well then, I'm certain I'll find it enjoyable on some level. The stories you delight in despite multifarious types of shame tend to be the most compelling, after all." They completed the climb and Kanaya let Jane guide her, eyes running over the spines as they wove through the sections. The speed at which the various heights and colors of the volumes went by made her feel as though she was gazing out of a train window.

When they stopped, Kanaya spoke again. "Do you typically select supernatural stories, or is there differing reason you're partial to this suggestion?"