"I just finished Beowulf," she admits, smiling weakly because it had taken her a while. "And when I read them and thought about them, it wasn't as real. I've seen more than one person burned at the stake, so that was ..." She stops herself, taking a breath. "Does your story cover more than the obvious one?"

She's read Gren's. She would read his as well.

"Oh. He lives on the farm. I see." And she did then. A bit more from that detail. "I noticed you kept reaching for your pockets. You know you can get them from the closet, right?"