On a quiet night, Eiric was sitting at his desk, reviewing some documents. Anon, waking up, approaches Eiric’s desk. Eiric, noticing his wife, shifts his attention. “You woke up? Did the sound of the paper wake you, my wife?” he asks. Anon jumps onto his lap, examining the papers. Eiric holds her to prevent her from falling. “Ah, are you curious about this? It may not be interesting.” Eiric picks up a paper, but Anon snatches it and tears it. Anon then reaches for another document with a stamp, but Eiric gently stops her. “No, don’t tear it up. I haven’t read it yet,” he says softly. “You can tear the other papers…except this one.”