He seemed to be making progress, Boris giving him a short chatter in reply, but Daniel still needed something else to really get the message across. Furrowing his brows in concentration, he glanced into the toolbox as he had another idea. “Did they…?” he muttered quietly as he rummaged through it, before his hands grasped the familiar notepad and pen that he had been using to ‘talk’ with the bug-horses. “Yes, they did!”