[Her demeanor does remind him a tad of a girl he knows: serious, analytical, straightforward to the point of being blunt at times. He respects it.]

All the better I make copies for the purposes of backing these things up, hm? Our memories are nearly as much at risk as a few sheets of paper, as you mentioned.

[He had his memory tampered with almost immediately after showing up here—thanks, creepy fortune teller—and with similar incidents being brought up by her and others, he absolutely doesn't trust it to remain pristine, as vigilant as he tries to be. So, notes.

Unfortunate that it leaves evidence, but that's just something he has to risk—and he won't be copying his more personal observations on specific Chosen.]

Why don't we meet here again tomorrow, around the same time? I'll have them for you then.