"Can't you hammer more quietly?" Mina demands of Jakin, who is working on a shelf in the middle of the Ossechian room. He scowls at her. "That's not how hammers work!" "But -" "Stop worrying!" Jakin flips a careless hand at her and smiles. "They have no reason to come here at all." And then they both freeze, hearing a rustling noise from beyond the doorway. "See?" Mina demands, then, as Jakin goes towards the door, "wait!" "Mrp!"