Oh I've read many stories in my world. Legends and myths and folklore about all sorts of things. A woman who lives in a house made of Romanian pastries out in the forest and tries to eat young children.

[ A sigh. ] I'm not entirely surprised if they've written things about me as well. [ Nothing good his tone suggests. ] I wonder if reading things like that would change how we acted. Y-You know seeing it before it happens and the like. Or, or even just getting a secondary view on how we have behaved.