"Now they had penetrated deep into the swamp under the light of the sickly moon. They were so used to night fighting they haven't even brought night goggles; Serap didn't like the way they reduced everything to basic images, the way using them distracted his other senses. His hearing, for example, was so acute that he could listen to a mouse chewing on a leaf from a hundred feet away. He had always been "a stealthy demon," as Tout would like to say. "Able to steal his mother's milk as a baby while she was asleep." He shared Tout's pride in this because Tout could almost be as silent."pg.54 Chapter 8