"Maryam," she said, extending her hand in kind. The grip was straightforward and warm, and Kanaya found herself endeared by it. "Kanaya Maryam. I'll have to concur with you on that point. A dash of humor is a sorely needed but often neglected ingredient among darker genres. I myself ordinarily indulge in supernatural stories of any manner, especially anything vampiric in nature, and I trust your recommendation on this." She took the book and turned it in her hands, fingers caressing the worn edges. "The casual magic aspect strikes me as especially intriguing."

She shifted her gaze to Jane's face once more. "Might I know your name as well? You've been a tremendous help."