"Respect for books will do that," Huaisang agrees, stealing pleased little smiles at him. "But what I am trying to ask, Uther Doul, is whether you desire any reward other than books. I intend to move you into finer accommodations, but it is up to you whether you'd like a house in Qinghe, or lands outside of the city, or a suite in the upper levels of the palace. And... other things. Companionship."

His cheeks are pink and flushed. He takes another nervous sip of his drink.