Elisabeth allowed a small smile to cross her lips, pleased to see someone so enthusiastic about something other than escapist literature.
"A recommendation?" She paused a moment, remembering the book Director Reeder had pointed out as her favorite. Moving to the wall on the far side, she scanned the books until she found the right one - a worn green fabric cover, the gold embossing all but completely worn off. Gently, she pulled it from the shelf and handed to the young soldier.
"I've heard this one is most helpful for novices," she told him.