Cadrick perked up his ears to listen to Lang's explanation, then rolled his eyes.  "Yeah, that sounds like Father Quigo, alright," he remarked.  Then he turned to the others.  "I didn't see any other pods, so go ahead, but I'd be quick."  His head then turned back to Ter'ra, polishing off the plant men.  He stared at that for a moment, impressed at her ardor and a little aroused, but he quickly turned his head away, shaking it.<br/><br/>After Tai got out to the anvil, she'd find a monk hammering out a plow.  If she asked him about her chainmail, though, he'd shake his head.  "Sorry," he said.  "There's not much call for skill in chainmail up here.  I could try weaving the hole shut, but it'll probably take at least an hour."<br/><br/>Nothing happened as everyone got ready, and they all came back to the same quiet place.  All of the monks were working, and none of them lingered in the hallway outside the lab door.  When she got back, Cadrick responded to Celara's question.  "Possibly," he said.  "I don't know.  No-one out here knows and the only people who would know I couldn't find.  Though I'd wager if these things knew, they probably would."