Me: throws a bag over Silvano's head. Drags him into the library next door. Unbags him. Vanishes into thin air.
Gwen: looks up suddenly, her hands gradually closing the book she held. Silvano! Greetings, my friend! rushes over to him. How doth thou fare?
Fin: raises eyebrows, Ah, a tribal war is at stake?
waves, smirking, Greetings, Lady Bryana. Thou art well it would seem?