He immediately held up the book and his other hand, " No.. No no, I'm not capable of..." Psy shook his head, " You just seen the extent of what i can do. Tricks, pranks, basically nothing. Ember, I'm sorry because if i would have reacted as soon as i heard the neigh, i may have been able to save at the very least, the mans life.  I may not have been able to help the poor Horses, but my reaction may have been able to prevent at least one death." He sighed lightly to himself. It was obvious that he felt as if he was obligated to help out problems that weren't his own to deal with. He watched as she too examined the puddles. before she began to throw books back into the toppled over wagon.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what to do to help her, so he did what he had done before, he slid the book in his shirt, and began to pick up the other ones and carry them towards the wagon, he'd have to ask what they all were when he helped her do whatever she was going to do, Having got the majority of them in the cart, he stopped and looked at the over all damage of the cart, and planted his feet at the side with the bad wheels, lifting up on it slowly. What he couldn't feel, or see, was the earth crawling up his ankles to support him as he lifted the wagon slowly, his elfin strength showing as he picked up the side of the wagon, and grunted, straining to hold it up. " The wheels!" Psy grunted out. " check them. put them on, we need to keep this thing up if you've any hope of getting it where it... His legs began to buckle as he held not on the cart, but all the cargo up. Try as he might he couldn't hold it up any longer, and started to set it down before he stumbled backwards, nearly dropping it before he could set it back down, he fell backwards and the book fell back out, to which he picked it up, and looked down at it again, the engraving of flame so intriguing to him.<br/><br/>Her question drug him out of his thought. Tome? is that what this was? how much knowledge did he hold in his hand? "What I, Erm... I haven't been around books in a long, long time, Miss Ember." he spoke obviously out of his element holding a conversation with another person. Psy was uncertain as to how to react, respond to verbal conversation, had spending most of his time on his own the last twenty years or so, roaming in and out of different climates, randomly finding people to learn things from, while trying to teach himself.<br/><br/>"What is a 'Magic Tome'?" He asked simply, showing his ignorance on the subject entirely. "And what usefulness is it?" he mostly pondered out loud. he knew he sounded ignorant, but he was more curious than anything else.