"…Like anyone else, you're allowed to read the first ten pages before making a purchase."
"….." Robin gazed long and hard at the wrinkled face of the old human man for several seconds. Then, with a casual scratch to the side of his head, he extended his hand slowly. "Alright, why not? It's not like I have anything better to do with my time today." He gently accepted the ten worn pages from the blind man, handling them as if they were delicate relics.
His very first impression could be summed up in a single thought: Why do these things still exist?!
