It seemed that, even with her inexperience with Finnloch's library, Nemhain was going to have to brave the unfamiliarity in order to help this situation. Mercer was the only one with even the smallest inkling on what was going on, and even he couldn't communicate much further than a couple of words, which meant that someone needed to step up. Nodding a little to Lemy, Nemhain flew up into the sky, taking over towards the library. It was several long moments before she finally returned with a couple of books clenched carefully in her talons, found after many minutes of frantic – or as frantic as Nemhain got – searching. Landing back down nearby to Rin, Nemhain put forth the spanish to english and back books, her voice coming out in a deep trill as she eyed Spanishkit, "We're your amigos... Lady Rin, everyone, I went to the library and got these books. They're translation books that should allow us to speak back and forth with Sir Spanishkit... granted we can translate everything before someone forgets." Nad they also didn't screw up any of the words while looking in the book.