"Don't scare me like that," he chided, the corner of his smile tugging up into a lighthearted smirk. "So... do you think you'll be able to work with that sketchbook? I don't understand most of what he drew in there. Weird stuff, but then he was always--" He cut himself off. This kind of speech was what probably put Elwen in the position he found himself in in the first place. "--well. I don't know. I hope it helps."