"I was considering a more traditional route of spreading the story, honestly." Namely, bribing certain reviewers to give it top marks, thus ensuring its the must read hit of both the upper class and the counterculturalists. At least a must read hit if you want to stay informed and be able to keep up with the conversation with that one co-worker you don't hate but you don't like either and also need their approval for your promotion.
"But regardless of how it's done, I don't want to do it the way the King in Rags did simply because that's just begging for unintended consequences. We'll simply have to share it as much as possible." Tell your friends. Or your spirit friends in some cases.
"We need just a little bit of clean up. What's the dog's name, what's the dragon's name, and what's the name of the fantasy band both Jane and the Dragon like?"
Reinholdt probably knows Seraphina hasn't gotten eaten in her sleep because she's here now. Wait... unless she'd heal from that too. Which would be a remarkable feat in and of itself. Perhaps she has some promethean blood in her.
"Well... we have both actually," Reinholdt admits now that he thinks about it. "I was going to take you to the witches, but they've been kind of busy a lot lately. Maybe it'd be better to go with the book nerd. Granted, those hate it when you interrupt their reading. Witches are a lot more cool about it. Or they just skip straight to cursing you for it." But they're still not as passive aggressive as book nerds when it comes to the matter.
"It'd probably do a book nerd some good to be forced to participate too, huh? Get in her one socialization for the year." Reinholdt glances at Seraphina as they start to walk out in an effort to get some sort of read on her stance on the issue. If she's hard against one or the other, he'll need to take it into account.