_{[She trails behind him, her hands in her pockets. She'd returned Cujo to his Pokeball some time ago-- the last thing she needs in a bookstore is a rampaging Growlithe trying to bring her any object he can drag off the lower shelves.]}

Dunno... I'll be honest, I haven't really checked out books too much since coming here, unless they were gifts for somebody...

Living on the move isn't really conducive to carrying a lot of stuff around with you.