She didn't said anything for a long time, his words had maybe hit a bit too close to home there. She knew the first war had costed both her grandfathers, and the Hobbit copy her mother had first belonged to her brother, Jessica barely remembered seeing his handwritten name in the cover. "I understand that sense of closeness."

Because her uncle hadn't returned from the second war, and the book had been one of the few things her mother had of him and now it was gone, forever lost after everything with...she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, ignoring the burning sensation in her eyes, no sense in thinking about the things she couldn't get back now.

"Lord of the Rings is a near twelve hours endeavor, Steve, as you can't just see the one without wanting to see the rest." She kept her tone amused, even if she wasn't looking at him, distracting herself with his list. "We can try with something shorter, I see some rom-coms here that might be worth checking out."