Inric wakes in the morning with his head pounding, the barely-healed wound tender to the touch. But on the way to the kitchen, he sees Mina and Jakin carrying armfuls of books and laughing with each other, and when he stops by the bookwyrm rooms, he sees Tiero instructing the kits - and they are all wearing makeshift harnesses. By the time he reaches the kitchen, his head doesn't seem to be such a problem any more. "Are you well this morning?" Magistra Colle asks from across the table. A plate of warm dumplings is placed in the middle of the table, and there is a bowl left out for him. "Yes," he says, easing himself down gingerly, surprised by his own smile. "Yes, I am well."