[Whatever fear Foster had been feeling is replaced with... well, not anger, exactly. He has no right to anger. This book was never his to begin with, was it? He was never meant to have it. He was only meant to--to deliver it to proper hands. He won't retain what's in it anyway. Not without it there to refresh him. His faulty memory, his feeble mind--he was the perfect vessel for such a task. And now--

It doesn't matter how he feels.

He passes it over without a word, his feelings about this (or lack thereof, maybe) masked in all ways except the action of his tail.]

Taako.

[Taako is actually how the book got out of the manor.]

And.... Strange.

[Somewhere between reluctance and... smugness, actually.]

Sort of.

[He pauses.]

....anyway, Childermass was there at the time I took it. So was Lapis. And the nymph man.

[Is that sufficient, Lambert?]