‘ i cannot tell if you’re trying to stretch yourself out or reach for a book, ’ he wouldn’t deny it was an entertaining sight watching william struggle. he gave him enough hell on plenty of things, but william did just as much to dantalion. taking long strides towards the small blonde, he towered over his companion while his hand reached up for the hardback in sight. he tipped the book in his palm and took a small step to william’s side, offering him the space to breathe. he knew he gave off the appearance and personality of a muscle-head who did nothing but slack off and gamble, but anyone who did their research in demons would know he was a scholar demon in arts and sciences. he couldn’t help but be mildly curious in the books william always piled up in his arms. after giving a brief look to the title, dantalion turned the dusty old thing towards the boy. ‘ is this what you wanted? ’