Henn knew what that one was (mostly because she'd wondered if they were related to the MonkeyBirds of Mer) and snickered, shaking her head, "Something like that." She scritched Kitten's head, picking him up to drape him over the back of her neck again, sliding the book towards the other woman, "That's the original play, annotated, and don't worry about giving it back, I've got like, three copies, just pass it on when you're done."