Raylan gave her a bit of a smile. "I'm sure no one's gonna mind," he said, coming forward and taking the chair opposite with an easy, loose sense to his movements.

"Why don't you show me what's givin' you trouble?" he asked, moving his chair over so he could see the book. The chantry theoretically taught everyone to read, but a lot of children came to the Circle with only the barest ability to identify letters, so Raylan had had to give a remedial lesson to more than one. This wasn't that different.