"You're going to talk to Inric now, right?" Kelyn asks, following Jory out of the room as he finishes buttoning his waistcoat. "Yes, if I can find the room." He pauses to let her catch up. "Kelyn, are you sure about this?" "About what?" "Staying here. Wherever here is, I don't know... I mean, what about whatever it was you were going to do in Lethey?" "I only went with the caravan to get my books, you know," Kelyn says, which is about half true. "I suppose I could have gone to Lethey. But I'd've had to find someone to collaborate with. And I might not find anyone good." "And you think Inric will be good to collaborate with?"