[ Gray immediately recoils back up to a soldierly straightness, looking like a deer caught in some very sexy headlights. That is to say, she's a bit pink in the face. ]

N-No.

[ That is true, if only because she feels illogically as though God will part the heavens and zap her personally with lightning if she reads such a torrid book. She doesn't believe in God, and yet she still believes this. ]

... I was thinking that some of our patrons are pretty brave. But also, since we offer these books in the first place, Mr. Dokja must think they're good stories...

[ Her faith in Dokja. Where does it come from?

Plainly embarrassed but still horribly curious, she looks up at Eustace. ]

Have you tried reading them?