So they're watching them to see what they do, rather than raise an alarm. That's more likely, to be honest, though Childermass won't say so aloud. He turns back away from the wall, looking down at Peridot again.

"If that's so, I haven't seen any of them around me," he admits. If a dog could shrug, he would, but he'll just have to settle on shaking his head a bit like he's clearing at the cobwebs as he thinks this over. "But I'll keep an eye out. I can't say I feel much up to having an audience for my work just yet. T'would be awful if an Architect caught me working on something less serious."