Max remained somewhat quiet as he observed the others; and the fact that things seemed to be getting warmer by the moment. Was that because of the new hole in the window? No, it was quieter now; the background humming sound of the air conditioner was not there.<br/><br/>"Hey, can we put more holes in the windows? They killed the AC. Air flow would be nice." He offered, around the time that Raye was heading in his relative direction. He follows the notebook, and tilts his head to the side, looking at the list. He laughs a bit. "Good ideas. Problem is, we can't communicate particularly like this. Cameras are likely in the ceiling; if they can see what we're writing, then it's just as bad as if they heard us. We can't use simple cyphers, either.. and we can't create one, because we can't really teach it while maintaining silence." He sighs.<br/><br/>"Too bad it wasn't during the colder months...then we'd have jackets, and could make like a fort from them, to block vision. Then writing would work wonders." he took his bowler hat off his head, and slowly twirled it around his left index finger, and focused on it for the moment. His hair, which was fairly short, was a bit messy from the hat.