Clio was still a little lost, but she put her tea back down and wiped her hands on her jeans. "I can tell there's something troubling you," she said gently. "And if that is something I can help with, I want to. Do you want me to write a book? I love writing books!"
"We were thinking," Tuck said, eying his friend worriedly, "that some of the Merry Men aren't as well known as the others. Which might work into your series?"