Can you write a book in a week? [ Her head tilts the other way while looking at the page still. Nothing seems to be able to give her answers, and Polaris doesn't say anything one way or another. ] If you didn't write it, then, why the big deal about getting the pages back? That's what you were going to Rose for.

[ She pauses and shifts side to side again. ]

There's... a page? About you talking to Rose about it. With the rest of them. [ Jesse gestures to the binder. Her eyes dart to the side again and she rubs at her shoulder. ] That's how ... my friend and I knew to try and stop you from seeing her. But, it didn't work out.

[ Her green eyes fall on him again as he makes his statement. A sad bitter smile touches her face for a brief moment before it goes away.

« It's nice to hear it. Even though hed change his mind if I ever told him about you. Or Ordinary. Not that I plan to. It stays locked inside... and we're strangers. Once whatever this is figured out? He'll probably go back to ...wherever he lives. » ]

Jesse. [ She nods to the folder again. ] I'm... well. My name. It's on some of those.