Flesh and Bone [Open]

Isla's interest at learning that he could indeed translate some of the texts in the Atheneum was dampened at the new information. Dangerous books that... took you places? From the abundance of magic in the area she got the idea that he wasn't speaking figuratively, the healer teasing her lower lip between her teeth and nodding. That warning was something worth taking seriously. "Thank you," she said, "for letting me know. Perhaps it's worth putting something up on the Notice Board about it? Is there any way of telling which books are dangerous...?" Those thoughts continued to spin through her head even as the conversation turned back to work and walking and thinking - he had come out here for much the same reason she had, minus the search for medicinal herbs. "You make books as well as sell them?" she asked, smiling to him. "That is wonderful. I... may I petition you for a book in the future? I have been writing everything I can remember about what I learned in Northaven, but they are on loose sheets of paper. It would be good to bind them into a real textbook." She nodded at his offer to walk back to the Settlement. "If you don't mind, that would be lovely. I am not keen to get too close to that bridge, in truth." Isla the flesh is weak