Oh, I plucked it from a bookshelf here or there ago and had it in my bag since.

[ Which is mostly true. The fact that it happened to be the bookshelf of a mage that they had been snooping around on was neither here nor there, not as far as he was concerned, and he lets himself have the gleeful knowledge that the theft was a success, and clearly the book was worth it.

He had been concerned, at least for a little while, that he might have just taken a poor attempt at scrabbling together some words.

He's no wizard.

Waving his hand, his lips curl into that familiar, sanguine grin. ]

I'll see if I can quite recall where I found it.