> Look to Nazrin again.> "Should we take her to the human village or something?"
> "Because you're a human that's going around digging tunnels into people's basements."
> "It's not my basement. But even with that, I imagine the basement's probably been around a very long time. Long enough to collect enough books to make this chaos."
> Were there any dogs in the village?
> Turn to Nazrin and shrug.> "This is out of my league. You're with those Buddhists, right? Would any of them know what to do here?"
> "With her on which side?"
> Turn back to Ellen.> "Does that mean you'd rather be on this side when that wall gets fixed?"
> Point into the hole.> "So you'd rather be on that side when the wall gets fixed?"
> "Well, a shop should only have so many entrances, right? Otherwise, it would be really easy for thieves to get in and take things."
> "There's more than just paper here, and for all we know, there are more people than can get to that tunnel than just you."
> "Well, if you can dig around like this, who's to say no one else can dig around and find your tunnel?"
> Look at Nazrin.> "How many before today?"
> Put a hand to our forehead in annoyance.> "Jeez, this is like arguing with a fairy, and I've done that enough today."
> "Well, uh, how far do these tunnels reach, anyway?"
> "So you've never hit the Ancient City?"