[Plenty of people have noticed him on his multiple daily rounds around town with notebook in hand. And it seems every time Joseph does a lap around Reims, he ends up writing more in the notebook than the last time. More tiny, seemingly inconsequential details. Words of French that he can remember, and some that he can't or never knew at all. Information about people, places, and buildings.
Pointless? Maybe, maybe not. Dull? Sometimes. Keeping him from going completely stir-crazy in the silence? Definitely.
It's not the first time his device has buzzed, and Joseph is starting to think he should have a message prepared to copy/paste to people at this point.]
No, I didn't lose anything. I'm taking notes and drawing a map.
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Pointless? Maybe, maybe not. Dull? Sometimes. Keeping him from going completely stir-crazy in the silence? Definitely.
It's not the first time his device has buzzed, and Joseph is starting to think he should have a message prepared to copy/paste to people at this point.]
No, I didn't lose anything. I'm taking notes and drawing a map.
[He turns to look for whoever it is this time.]