Artemis whiled away the time waiting for Moriarty's reply by refreshing his Gnommish and reading all the display options on the communicator Butler had given him… The fairy communicator, he reminded himself. How could he speak the beautiful language of the People? It wasn't like he'd learnt it at the time he'd learnt English (there hadn't been any elves around to listen to), but when he had learnt his home country's speech, he had suddenly known another, much more fantastic language. He also wondered how and whyButler was in league with the fairies. Why would they let on ordinary human in on their secret?