Toby stood in the Entrance Hall with the others in the group, looking around at his surroundings and remembering how it had looked to him the first time he ever saw it, and how different that had seemed to the way it looked now that it was all very familiar to him. Weird, but cool.

His attention was drawn back to the map guy (Toby had already forgotten his name, he was so awful with names) when he spoke. It was unsurprising that he was already starting to feed off the older man's energy as if by osmosis; Toby was already bouncing slightly on the spot, tapping on his own notebook as though mirroring the expert, though he didn't notice he was doing that at all.

As for the question, he had no idea, but looked around the room for some sort of idea. Hmmm...

After a few moments, Toby sort of half-raised his hand, unsure if this was like in a lesson where you had to do that before answering, and spoke up.

"Is it maybe like a jigsaw? Corners and edges first and then you can fill it in? Maybe more like how you'd do a painting." Toby thought of Paris then, as he was inclined to do whenever the subject of art came up.