Ariane has enough instinct about people to know that you don't suck is high praise, coming from a teenager. That's sweet of him to say, which means Ariane actually looks back up at him when she responds.

"My notes, I suppose. I never really thought to name it." But maybe she should? Something to think about for later. She angles the paper so that Alec can actually see a little, and starts flipping through the pages. Most of the drawings are of the town's landscapes or buildings, but there's a few of a dark-haired woman wearing an orange chestplate, and another of a green-haired girl standing next to a blonde man. They're both smiling. She lands on a picture of the hotel.

"The town destroys itself and then resets, after about every three months or so. There's a lot of people here who take written notes, and they can explain their theories better than I can. But I think the pictures are important. You can't remember something just with words."