Logan flashed a warm smile as he addressed his companions. "That's exactly why, Tyton. Whenever you have free time, pick up a book. There's no harm in learning more; knowledge is always useful."
He gave Fenrir, his loyal wolf, a slight nudge. "Come on, boy, let's pick up the pace."
The wolf let out a soft growl of acknowledgment and quickened his stride, carrying them swiftly toward the tribe. Tyton and Begon exchanged bewildered glances behind their chief, the question hanging between them unspoken.
"In a book?" Tyton whispered, still trying to wrap his mind around it.
Begon shrugged, more amused than confused. "Well, at this point, are you really surprised? With him, nothing seems impossible."
Meanwhile, back at the shipbuilding workshop, Elder Mary stood silently over the steam engine blueprint, running her fingers across its lines with a mix of wonder and skepticism.