Perhaps I will, if I can find one that isn't a racey romance from Mizuho.

[He says it mildly, but the door, after all, is still opened a crack, and he knows how well voices can carry. Kratos returns the book to the shelf and moves for the door; and sure enough, the guards outside snap back to attention from giving each other startled looks.

[Kratos smiles to himself and exits the room, moving unconcerned toward the training room, much in the same way Yuan had exited Kratos's room with the expectation that Kratos was following.]