Ritsuka ignored her disbelieving look and kept a smile on his face. Having more people worried about him here was useless after all. It really wouldn't do to have people know about his condition or they'd think he actually belonged here. He listened carefully, etching in the new directions as Miku told him. This meant that later on he could skip the Laundry room at least. This was good to know. "Thanks, that helps actually. Here, let me copy what I have down for you. Hide it and you can use it later."

Taking his pen, he did a quick, albeit not terribly good drawing of the hallways he knew about. He hated that he didn't have his camera. It'd be so much easier than drawing it all out. He tore the page from his journal, folded it up, and handed it to Miku. "I hope it helps you. There wasn't much in the training room, but the pharmacy is promising. I don't know much about the locker rooms other than to be careful there. Things live in them."