Kijani nodded a bit, not realizing what she'd reminded him of. But she carried on talking, while mildly wondering how he could put away food like that... maybe it was a guy thing. "So I had this idea the other day during Mimic's class." She started to wind a dreadlock around her fingertip. "Paper, as a tool, as a lot of weaknesses, even when I'm using it. If it gets too wet, or it burns... well, it becomes pretty useless to me. I know it's more in the realm of chemistry, but... do you think some kind of protective laquer could be created to proof it? I figure I'd ask, you're the smart one." Well, him and Anthony, but Anthony was so arrogant that she'd hesitate to ask him for a glass of water in the desert. "Could you come up with something like that?"