Standing quietly at the side of the couch, Leto watched her go. The voice itself did not carry much emotion; it didn't seem designed to hold any emotion at all. Leto watched until he couldn't see her anymore, then ducked into the laundry room attached to the kitchen. He hadn't gotten used to folding laundry yet, so a basket of his clean clothes was sitting on the dryer. He pulled a tee shirt over his head, then walked after Oswin, grabbing his cell phone in passing from the counter top where it'd been charging.
"This note mentions a dalek," he said. "Could you tell me what they look like?"
He tucked the note under his arm and disabled the flash on his phone's camera. Interesting things, these cell phones, even if they were a little low-tech. While her back was turned, he took a few fast snaps of Oswin, then pocketed the device.