They're so small, Asbel.

[They really are. Sophie understands that babies are tiny, and that birds were often pretty small to begin with, but these ones really reinforced that. She glances around, unable to see where the nest might have come from.]

Maybe their mother thought they might be safe here, hiding in the flowers in the garden? Would the book be in the study or in your room, Asbel? I can go look for it while you stay here and watch the birds.