The message was well received; took a minute or two, but the psudo-panic attack dissolved back into a comfortable, default level of caution and worry. Breathe in, breathe out; don't choke on the mildew in the air. Maybe they were dropped into Hell, maybe not- they were together, whatever this place was, they would handle it. And whatever it was that brought them here in the first place was going to fucking regret it.
"Seems like a no-brainer," she agreed, though skeptically. A little breathless, too. With a few fingertips, she angled the paper towards her, examining it with a long, slightly shaken sigh. "Also feels like it could be the center of the spiderweb. Check the side, the back... maybe there's a name." The map maker would be the first person she'd want to see, though somehow she doubted they'd be an easy find. If not impossible.
"...why not go in the woods- can you get anymore vague?"