Peter surveys the drawing, frowning. He's not frowning because it looks bad. He's frowning because he's thinking. That's always been a habit of his.

"Yeah," Peter agrees, still looking down at it. "It's tough. I like using a ruler or a compass for stuff like this just because I like it to be accurate."

Still holding the notebook, he looks over at Liz. "I know it might not help much, but I -- I could give you some feedback, if you think -- if you think it might help."