Jakin doesn't take long over his wash. Mina is still brooding on her bed when his footsteps stop by her curtain, and he calls her name. "Mina? Mina?" "I'm not talking to a book thief." "What?" "Dad said you were in with the book thieves. Is that true?" "It's not like you think it is." He sounds guilty. "I'm not talking to you," she declares righteously.