That was unfortunate; another means of communication would help keep avenues open in the event one became unavailable. From the sound of it, however, the patients' resourceful use of the bulletin was keeping the board from being taken down. Codes could be a headache to decipher, but as long as they worked, she supposed she could be content with what was available.

"I see," replied Tear. Her eyes remained fixed on the decorative paper Anise was sorting through. She couldn't help herself: some of the patterns were attractive to look at. Of course, she still had no clue as to their use, but now was hardly the time to wonder about that.

Especially as Anise continued. Tear was surprised to hear the Abyssman code names being their group's signature way to communicate, but upon further consideration, it made sense. As silly as the names were, it would only be comprehensible to them. "I'll watch for them," she affirmed. "Though, I still can't believe Sync is alive." And here, of all places. "He hasn't been interfering, has he?"