Autor flits about during the afternoon, reading books and shelving them. He takes his lunch where Fakir can't see--and knows he can probably smell it. Autor's surprised that he's tempted to go for a run--he's all restless energy--but he doesn't dare leave Fakir.

The boy approaches the aspiring Spinner with another glass of water. He'd like to ask him what he has learned, but that's probably best done when Fakir has had sleep and food.

"You may have another break," Autor quietly informs him.