Ffion pauses on her way past the bookshelves as she spots Inric poring over a book. "Can you read them?" she asks. "Not much." "So what are you looking at?" "The writing." "Why?" "To see if it is like the rituals." She shrugs, not really getting it. "Well, if it makes you happy. I'm just going to get something copied, then we can go back and wait at the Bluebird."