[ Simon stops to let the other catch up, brows furrowing when the stranger offers up the book. ]

That book is yours and yours alone, lad. Even if they'd accept it, I am quite certain you'd have need of it later. [ He pauses, and squints at the book's binding. ] It's a terrible name to be stuck with, though, I must admit.

[ Simon moves to pick up his pace again, it's already a little later in the day than he'd like. ] I'd reckon it's empty at the moment, so there isn't much reading you need to worry about for now.