Salomon barely swallowed his sweet hot tea, saving both his clothes and the precious book in his hands from disaster.
"This is a breakfast book club. Are those your only thoughts?" He glanced at little Lorna, who was curled up in a seat off to the side.
Little Lorna scratched the skin above her sock and shrugged indifferently. At first, Salomon and Athena had wanted to send her to a support group, but after learning about its relapse rate, he abandoned the idea and chose to stuff little Lorna into his morning book club instead—at least once a week during vacation, Salomon would force himself not to stay in bed making love with the Witch, get up, sit at the dining table for breakfast, and then begin studying. Little Lorna did not exactly dislike the book club, and Salomon's private library had many precious books from centuries ago that he had bought from collectors, books that other people could only see in university libraries.
Yet compared with Salomon's mechanical modifications, historical research, and even magical experiments in the study, little Lorna welcomed the gray shorthair cat that punctually leaped onto the desk and swept the inkwell onto the floor. "It's a little too rational. Not very likable. It lacks a bit of human concern," she said. "If you arranged for Robbie Reyes to meet his brother, even secretly, the story could have a happy ending, and Ghost Rider would serve you more willingly. The City of Immortals can do that, so why don't you?"
"Because of responsibility. After Robbie Reyes became Ghost Rider, his personal significance ceased to exist, replaced by Ghost Rider's function. It sounds cruel, but it is quite realistic. Ghost Rider's responsibility has long surpassed the meaning of Robbie Reyes as an identity. If he cannot fulfill