Swoop was reading an ancient book silently in the library. He heard footsteps and turned to meet the person who was walking towards him.

It was Rose. Surprised, Swoop gestured for her to sit down. She sat down, her eyes telling the librarian the grief she felt.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes," Rose did not look directly at him. "But... Frost... she didn't make it. She died to save me, and she is probably dead forever."

"It's not your fault," Swoop told her. "It was her destiny... at least part of it."

"Part of it?" his words caught her attention. "What do you mean?"

Swoop gazed at her with a small smile. "Don't grieve so much. Perhaps our saviour will return sooner than you think."

Rose looked confused. "You mean...?"

"Yes," the librarian said. "Frost will return."