[ Frumpkin's been skittish since they arrived, which is likely more a reflection of Caleb's mental state than any indication of preference from his familiar. They're in a strange new place and Nott hasn't appeared and they're expected to fight on behalf of—

Well, the reward is worth it. Caleb reminds himself of this as he sits, watching Jester cycle through disappointment back into the gleam of excitement in the span of a few moments. It's still vaguely impressive to see, but not even remotely something to be questioned. Just like he's not going to question the rules of the game, though Caleb isn't totally sure it's a) a real game or b) that Jester would be following the rules exactly even if it were. ]

I'll catch on as we play, [ Caleb tells her, hands folded in his lap. ] You'll have to go slowly at first, for my sake.

[ And their audience. Unless their confusion is part of the plan, in which case she'll take Caleb for all he's worth right along with them. ]

After this I really should see about finding the others.

[ This is a very generous way to say "I want to go look for Nott." ]