Summer waggles her eyebrows at him a little, just to let him know that it really doesn’t bother her all that much, she’s used to it. “Yex, exactly, him. Have you read his epic fantasy series? Oh my god. It is so amazing. He takes everything Jordan was trying to do and kinda failed at and makes it work, and his cosmology is fucking /huge/, and it’s just /amazing/.” She bounces up out of the chair, and vanishes around the half-wall dividing the bedroom from the rest of the apartment, which turns out to be lined with bookshelves, because she comes back with a giant paperback. Like, the thing has a two-inch spine. “I haven’t bought the second one yet.”
“Nah, I haven’t really had a whole lot of time for reading that wasn’t school reading lately,” Stiles admits, shaking his head a little. “We had to read Heart of Darkness last semester and that was almost enough to put me off of reading for like..a year.” His dark eyes trace her motion through the room as Summer bounces back out of the chair towards the bookshelves. “I just remember picking up like the first book or two in the Wheel of Time series when Jordan was doing it and finding myself pissed off because all the men were basically the same guy except for the bard and then all the girls were the same girl and bb—” He derails from what he was about to say suddenly, wrenching it around to something else instead, “—rude. Like super rude. And uptight.”
“It does get better, even before Brandon took over,” she comments. “But he never was able to get away from that idea that he had to tell you what everyone was doing. Like, I’ve heard people complain that Tolkien is boring because he’s so descriptive, but I never thought that, and I definitely find parts of the Wheel of Time boring. The Stormlight Archive is so much better. Here,” she added, holding out the thick book, “you can borrow this one and when you get done tell me what you think. He does the most amazing magic systems.”