"Alas... Forget it, is this the gap between fantasy and reality?"
Palmer comforted himself, trying to come to terms with it all.
"Don't overthink it, friend. You don't need to ask me these things," Ewen could understand Palmer's feelings at the moment; he had just used the same tactic on Cinderella. "Also, don't take my words too seriously. Sometimes my answers can't represent everything."
"But you're the author! Those stories, characters—they're things you wrote!" Palmer lamented, Ewen's answer undoubtedly sentenced all of his fantasies to death.
"No, you can't think like that," Ewen patted Palmer's shoulder, "I've always thought that once an author writes a work, it no longer belongs to the author themselves."
Palmer asked, "Do you mean the ownership of the work's copyright?"
Ewen was momentarily stunned, "Huh?"
Palmer didn't really understand these things either, "Like, things like manuscript fees, profits, and so on?"
