It is Anvar who is waiting by the entrance to the nexus room in the morning. He jumps slightly as Inric speaks from behind him. "Yllianvarar. It is early for you to be here." "Oh, um, I..." he falters, then looks away with a bright smile. "Are you going elsewhere, Uncle?" "I take it that it is your turn on the rota?" "R - rota?" Anvar looks horrified. Inric hides his amusement. "Did you think I would not notice that there has been someone in the nexus room every day since I started visiting Ivorys?"