Emilia smiled at him. "I can help you, then," she said. She tapped the tip of her index finger against a large tome. "This is what I'm hoping my husband gets me for Christmas." She was not sure if Kit would follow-through, but things were better between them now than they had been — even though they continued to live separately. She indicated another, thinner book, by sliding it out and offering it to the man. "And I enjoyed this book on the magic of Mars, although it is not new research."