On their return to the Great Library, Inric is surprised to see Brother Aldus and Ffion waiting with Tiero, each holding the leash for one of the bookwyrms. He looks quizzically at Tiero, who flushes. "Uh, they offered to help," he says. "And it's better to have one person per kit." "Very well." The transfer to the hill above the campsite is smooth. The wagons look all as they were a few hours ago - except for the height and face of the person at Jory's wagon's door. Inric frowns. "Something is wrong," he says. "Wait here."