Luckily, as she walks back, she's already turning the last few pages of her notebook.

"Ah, no - I haven't written much since Serthica, to be honest. So we'll need to start there."

She joins him again, pleased to see the tea is ready. "Don't burn your hand," she says, force of habit.

With a head shake, she sits down. "You know, I met a man when I was still... Afflicted by whatever messed with our memories here, and I gave him my notes." A frown. "He didn't seem impressed by them. To newcomers these must just look like insane ramblings, but..." A smile here, leaning in.

"It's all a bit exciting, isn't it? Like we're solving a mystery."