[He nodded, certain that he would--it wasn't just important, it felt like it was his life.] The one you drew in your journal? [He smiled as Sniper hopped off the table, straightening up from his slouch against the bookshelves just in time for Sniper to clap him on the back.]

Heh. Sounds like a plan to me. There are so many books here, I'm sure we'll find a few worth bringing back to Edensphere. [Hopefully they wouldn't run into that crazy painted knight again, but if they did, oh well.]