"Well, that's creepy. Also vaguely reassuring, I guess, but still creepy." Because if it was up to something Alain should have been able to feel whatever it might have been, right? But Kaine and Nariko had very explicitly put the thing in the basement in the morning. "I guess if you're going to be stalked by a magical book then at least it's a relatively polite one." And that would have to be put on the admittedly short list of saving graces.

"I'm going in, do you want something for your headache? That won't make you sleep." Kaine was already untying the strings that bound their purchases to the yak, who had been very docile and accepting. As if to thank it for such benign service, Kaine gave its head a little pet before gathering everything up in her arms to take inside.