I still say whatever's in my room doesn't count! It's like they're not even here then, and besides that? It just leaves more space for both of you to use the shelves.

[ This is his One Comeback to the amount of books for which he is not at all apologetic, and especially not when they've enabled him into having all kinds of bookshelves. That Sylvain lists them off is all the more reason it's a triumph in his mind, really.

Except - ]

Wait, are you serious about the anvil?

[ It might've been his suggestion, and it might've just clicked. He looks to the box again and then to the trolley (but not actually at the boxes of books which would prove he doesn't have any room to talk, definitely not) and then finally to Hilda and Sylvain in mock accusation. ]

Hold on. How did I get stuck moving this inside while you guys just move things around in here?