"Hey." Jimmy blinked, and pushed himself up, on his feet. He wobbled a little, because he didn't want to risk leaning on the bookcase behind him. Spinoza's god knew what would happen if he accidentally brought about harm to any of them. "Did we win?" His strange eyes settled on the massive primate before him, and then darted from side to side, making sure there weren't any of the smaller ones, slinking around, looking for an opportunity to jump them like a kid that was looking for a way to get back at a little sibling right after a long parental scolding. As far as he could tell, there wasn't any, and the Gorilla was on the level. Somehow though, the lack of other apes didn't make him feel any better. In fact, he was starting to get nervous again

No. Don't panic. With a deep breath, he turned and arched an eyebrow at the guy with the skateboard. He didn't look worst for the wear, but he wasn't talking so that might have said more than what his appearance indicated. "One of these days I'm really going to have to look up the things your talking about." He grounded his teeth shortly. "I hate being the one not to be in on the joke." His mouth was dry, but he swallowed hard anyways; doing so always helped him think clearly, and if it failed at that, at least it was something to do while he waited for something to pop into his head like a warmed pop tart popped into the waiting hand of a child with only seconds before the bus arrived.

"OK." He cleared his throat. "So, what can I figure from this?" He closed the book in his hand and patted it gently. "First, these are important, right? I love books too, don't get me wrong, but isn't starting a fight with a bunch of random strangers kind of a bad Idea? Who knows what we would've done!" He raised his hands over his head in exasperation. "Come on! One of us could've had a flame thrower, or been a top tier arsonist." He shook his head, and sighed. "Second thing. I can't get off track. Well, I can, pretty easily; actually its a specially of mine. " A finger scratched absently at his chin. Jimmy hadn't realized it was him, at first, so he jerked a little, and laughed nervously at his absent mildness. "But yeah. You can understand me, right?" 

The bi-eye colored young man took a tentative step forward, and raised the book. "If you didn't, you would've have stopped, right? So would you mind telling me what's going on, or where are we, or what's so special about these books?"