"Hey!" Jakin skids to a stop by the breeding rooms. Inside, Tiero jumps in alarm and turns. "Are you hungry?" "Oh! Um... Yes?" "Come on then." Jakin waves an arm, and Tiero follows obediently, out of the bookwyrms' complex and into the Library proper. Tiero stares at the tall shelves. "Why is it so empty?" "Fighting. A long time ago." Jakin pushes to the limit of his Eldarin. "Inric said there were more people before. But now it's just him. And us." "Why do tha call him that?"