He nodded, "They both seemed..." His mouth twisted again as it did when he was searching for a word, though he did, at the very least, take another bite of his pastry, chewing slowly as he considered, finally settling on, "Deliberate. They weren't messy, perhaps done in a hurry, but still most definitely on purpose."

A little shake of his head then, "I'll be able to show you what I mean when I have things laid out." And a small smile, "But breakfast first." He settled his shoulder gently against Charles' for a moment, making sure to take his time with the rest of the treat, not letting himself rush through it just to get to work.

Once he'd finished, however, he did push himself to his feet, moving carefully but not quite as gingerly as he had been, having settled into that underlying ache again, laying his notes out on the desk, "So this is the photos, obviously." He'd cello-taped the edges together to construct the circle, "And my sketch of the same, and then the translation, though that's incomplete, and I may have to start over. I thought translating the inner circle would assist in translating the outer circle, but it may be the other way around."