I was seriously reading a book on my Kin …

I was seriously reading a book on my Kindle, when suddenly an office mate denounced, “I never like ebooks. I like the sensation I felt when turning the book pages breathing their aroma.” This is certainly a stale statement without a new nor authentic idiom. I hear them too often. And no need to mention the statement to me either, before the character spent her time to see my book shelves (in both houses), plus some books that are still homeless off the shelf.
Surely, that character would also need to calculate: how many trees must be destroyed to accommodate my interest in reading that had never come down so far.