[Puck worked on making a cup of herbal tea and hummed a bit as he did so.] "Something like that, sure."

[Once the tea was ready, Puck brought Chise the mug and handed it off to her. Getting his coffee, he sat back on his chair and had a drink before he spoke again.] "No, just trying to start a book, but it's being weird." [Puck held up the book so Chise could see the cover- a man with silver hair looking at something off screen. Where the title would be was an illegible scribble. Puck sighed and puts it down.]

"Just as well, really. There's enough going on without needing to add fiction to it. You wanted to talk?"