He knows it's made some kind of an impression on the hedgehog. There's no way it could have done anything but. He stands there, beside him, watching intently all the while, and sure enough, a moment later, Shadow frowns. And when he speaks, his voice tells of confusion and surprise.
All Mephiles does is smile.
"It is exactly as I told you, Shadow." he says, calmly and smoothly, voice like dark silk. "These journals are all connected. And there is a journal here for every resident within the building." He gestures at the laptop, idly, though his gaze never leaves the black and red hedgehog.
"You are looking at the journal entries of one of the many people caught in this place." he murmurs and then chuckles, just softly.