Long half-smiles at the hurried assertion that the boy will manage the map. "Very well," is all he says in response to that.

"I am here- at the library-- much of each day; it's a safe place, and quiet," he offers. "You will see a number of people as you move through the city, but only the ones who have silver bracelets--"

(And here he holds up his own, to let his jacket cuff drop back and show his wrist--)

"--will be able to answer any questions in any sensible fashion. The others are..." He gropes for a word that will not be horribly disturbing. "...a little like actors, perhaps. They only know a very few lines."