"Now, where did I put that book?" the Sage muses, looking over her bookshelf. "Oh yes, I sent it back. Ylva! Oh no, wait, never mind." She turns to Inric, who is waiting patiently but no longer really expecting anything. "I do apologise, I am being very rude. Is this the book you're looking for?" She holds a book out, and Inric starts in surprise to see the familiar Eldarin script.