Tarrow looks blankly at the book, then looked away as if he didn't know. He notices Adonis shooting him a few glances, although he didn't know why, Tarrow didn't make any expression of it.
"No idea. I'm not one for lore." Tarrow says, rooting around in his pack for a few things. He takes the crossbow back from Adonis and stores it in his pack, as well as the arrow. Deep inside, Tarrow wanted to know more about that girl who tried to trap them. He hoped he'd catch her one day... something about her was just irratating. Not letting that slip past his mind, though, Tarrow hands a canteen full of clean water to Adonis.
"Drink. You don't know how long you were out. You might need it." Tarrow says as he hands the metal canteen to him whilst he reads.
"So you're sure you have no magical abilities? Huh."