Jonathan Sims

The name sounds sort of familiar, enough so that Dani's brow briefly furrows before she can stop herself. She can't quite place it in the moment, though, with plenty else to be focusing on. Everything about this whole little encounter still just seems odd, but it's not like what he's saying doesn't make any sense. Darrow really doesn't seem to have any consistency in that regard, and she can't blame someone for looking for answers here. If she were the sort to go digging, she might do so, too. Instead, it's never really occurred to her.

"Dani Ardor," she replies, glancing over with a small, still very slightly confused smile as she heads in what she's reasonably certain is the direction of the history books. "For what it's worth, I haven't seen anything consistent here, either… but like I said, I'm usually only here to look for psych books, so I wouldn't really know."