Alan lit up, his hand quickly clutching a hold of the parchment, gently taking them from Alex. Within a matter of seconds, he was already at work, filling in the map again.<br/><br/>Before drawing an x on the map. "That's where we were attacked!" He explained, showing Alex the redone map, beaming with pride.<br/><br/>"Okay, so, where are we now?" He asked, looking around for more details to fill into the map. He had no idea why, and he didn't really care, but something about drawing the map made him happy. Was it the idea he was making something? Something that could HELP people? He couldn't say for so...but he thought that might have been it.