[ Tim is always a welcome sight to be seen, and Alan smiles easily at him, although the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes or detract from the air of tiredness that seems to be clinging to him. He wouldn't go as far as to say it's a state of being defeated, but he's just tired of the looping, of the remembering and then forgetting again, of always being asleep.

But there's still some things he can hold onto, such as the fact that maybe it's still possible to get Tim out of here. But he holds onto that thought for the moment. ]

I'm- Managing. That's the best anyone can hope for, right? I think they've picked up on something stirring, something that's in their domain that they didn't invite. At least, that's my theory.

[ His gaze shifts to the board. How many times have they done this? He can't really remember. ]

I see you've definitely added a few things. [ He has to work to keep his voice level when he sees the new information added to the category concerning the red headed woman. That feeling of being incomplete increases, but he tries to ignore it. ]

Tim, I was wondering something.

[ It's been lurking in the back of Alan's mind, and seeing the other man brought it back to the forefront of his thoughts. ]