Seeing the confusion and disquiet in Jacob's eyes had him wishing he had a way to reassure it away, but this time... it was well-founded. Whatever this development in their little world was, and whatever direction it was headed in... he couldn't offer placating words, this time. Instead, all he could do was attempt to puzzle out what they had of the mystery together. But in this, he would do his best to be sure he made it as easy as possible... for the both of them.

None-the-less, he looks rather confused upon being granted access to an utterly blank page -- setting his own cup aside to reach out and take Jacob's journal with a quizzical blink. Adjusting his glasses on his nose, he runs a finger down the page as if in an attempt to figure out what he was supposed to be seeing... before returning his attentions to his company.

"...There are words here, for you? I don't see anything at all, Jacob."