[ Perhaps in a while, she'll be a little more forward with her movements; instead of detouring, she'll just crawl right up, much like the cats Yusuf loves. For now, she's conscious of the fact that she's intruding, that this isn't her space, and that despite Yusuf saying she could come in, she may not be wanted.

But he tilts his notebook toward her and so Ariadne takes a look, unable to help the slight grimace at his handwriting. At least she doesn't have to take notes from this. ] Well, if you need any parts or anything for it, let me know. [ It goes without saying, really; they've used her position at City Solutions before. Still, she wants to put it out there -- she really doesn't mind helping.

There's a thoughtful hum before Ariadne shakes her head. ] He has a lot of ideas, but he eats more biscuits. What is it?