[He goes still when she reaches to brush away his hair, still worried that any movement might spook her off.] Lots of them, but not all. It feels like the more I add to my to-read list, the more seem to pile up.

[He's a librarian's worst nightmare for hoarding, to say nothing of the piles of books in his bedroom. It's probably a good thing Hayame doesn't dare go in there yet, or she'd be judging.]

I thought I learned a lot about my own world, but all the countless worlds here means there are countless things to learn. Sometimes, thinking about the scope of it all makes my head spin.

[And yet those green eyes of his have a certain shine to them, like the prospect excites him. Endless worlds and endless possibilities... He's glad pieces of them are preserved here in Springstar for him to learn about, not consigned to oblivion as Zenith would have it.]