He stares at the gibberish writing for several seconds, blinking slowly as if that'll help the words resolve for him. Words or pictures? The longer he looks at it, the less sure he is of what it is.

"Do you... want me to take this? I can't read it," he says, reaching out to take the notepad from them. He wants to understand what they're doing. If this is the wizard, then they're going to understand this better then anyone else out there.

Except maybe the Protector? Is the Protector around? He needs to look for him once he's figured out what this person needs or wants, he decides.