"They... fell off the shelf... and arranged themselves into neat piles on the... floor?" An eyebrow went up, displaying Rowan's skepticism quite clearly. She didn't understand the Russian, but at the same time, was fairly sure from the tone of voice that he had just cursed.

It wasn't that she was passing judgement on him. Not by any means. She was simply trying to make sense of something that seemed illogical and ...untidy.

"Would you like some help?"

She really wasn't sure at all what was going on. Scanning the titles again, she looked at the piles more carefully. Were they... like, pornographic or something? She could understand acting weird over that. But no. They were all fairly standard fiction/fantasy novels. What could be the connection here?