[ On some level, Bellamy had assumed there was contact between stations even if he hadn't considered the idea that each station would perform the same task. He's still turning that over in his mind as Rhan prompts him to dip his hands into her sack and start lifting out books. ]

Were they always like this? Have they changed since you've known them?

[ Did anything here change? It seemed like beside the ever present sucking pull of the Nest, everything was ageless. He gently eases a book onto the shelf, fingers skimming down the spine as he nudges it into place. ]

I don't know. It hatched and it seems to like me.

[ And it has a last name longer than should be necessary for such a small creature, but Bellamy didn't see any reason why Noctis shouldn't pass on his family name. ]

Do you recognize it?