Alain notes that, and files it away. Codes and riddles are his forte, after all. If he can find a way to Jason's notes - and he's sure, given time, that he can - might they hold some new information? He will have to think it over, perhaps discuss it with Roland if they can find the space and secrecy. He doubts Jason Compson, relatively low as he is in the tower's apparent management, will hold the key to its destruction, but it is as well to know as much of one's enemy as you can.

For now, though, he just shrugs and rinses out the cup he's been using as an ashtray. Anger is still burning low and hot at the back of his mind, but he damps it down. He's too guilty, too confused, and too bone-deep weary for that argument. "As you will." Turning, he leans against the counter, looking at Jason flatly. "You want to speak strategy, then speak. I'm listening."