Quentan glanced over his shoulder, "Ye be in me light." he said and paused at the stranger's comment, "Tis ah fine thin' ta kno' sarcasm, tis the evidence o' a fine mind." At the sight of the book's title, he thought for a moment, "Tis ah bett'r story in et's origin'l Dwarven form... Th' Serphant an' th' helm... but then, tis also ah tale ta teach Dwarflin's  ta count." He grinned mischievously and returned to the book. He was tempted to read it outloud, knowing that at least one of the people would gripe about his accent... and ecied not to. "Here, ye reads et." he passed it to the shadow over his shoulder.