Bryn/Jacob
"Well, in case you aren't it's easy to get, so I won't hold it against you if it manages to be a casualty of many folded corners or a well creased spine. I just hope you do enjoy it, there is some story to it, but it's mostly filth." Bryn stood and turned toward him. She liked that he got the mischief of it.
Poor Captain Kenway.
She felt a little bad for aiding that sort of mischief. But only a little. It wasn't that horrible.