Inric is cautious when he transfers to Maradys, crouching as best he can in the centre of the nexus pattern so he makes a less obvious target when he arrives. But his caution is unnecessary. The nexus pattern is functional but worn, clearly long since abandoned. The buildings which surround it at a distance harbour no signs of life. Slowly he stands up, releasing Copper. "Mrrp?" The bookwyrm looks at him. Inric shrugs. "I suppose no welcoming committee is the best outcome here," he says, following Copper as he heads towards the distant buildings.