Snake smiled as he heard his compatriots jump to all kinds of conclusions, before they even knew more of the facts.<br/><br/>"If I may?" he interrupted their ramblings politely, "This is no ordinary book written by a mortal, that much I learned from having a polite conversation with the books that shared the shelf in the library for over fifty years. According to them, the book was older than anything they had ever encountered, painted in pictograms they had never encountered before in their centuries of existence."<br/><br/>He smiled as he recalled actually having a conversation with the books. Being Snake does have it's advantages no matter how crazy it may look to the outside world.<br/><br/>"Now, I know this particular agent, and it might be that he actually just collected the book as he has with so many others." he said alleviating the threat somewhat, "however the difficulty lies in recovering it, and checking it's validity. If the book has indeed been written by someone looking over the shoulder of the Creator as he drew up his plans for creation, then the book is more valuable than anything and should be protected at all costs."<br/><br/>He looks around, down at the people of the city and smiled. "However, we are expected at the heart of the festivities. I am certain that the book will be there when we go look for it later." he said and then with a smile, slid down the temple roof, jumped of the edge, and landed on top of a party tent, sliding down, and safely landing on his feet. "Are you coming ?" he yelled after his 'family' as he disappeared into the crowd, mingling with them as if he had always belonged there.