She hadn't been paying attention to him; solely focused on the task she'd set to herself. But when Gale calls out in her direction, she lifts her head from her purview of her tablet, her mouth suddenly curving into a smile.

"I'm making a maze." she says. "The plan is to make a maze people have to navigate in order to get to the center, and that's where the dance is going to be. You're going, right?"