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Claudia gets all of three steps into the bar before she stops and grins. Now this is the construction toy outbreak she's been waiting for.
So she turns around.
(the heart won't remember the burning fire)
A while later, she comes back with a stack of papers in her arms, making a beeline for the furnace. If anyone were to get a good look at the papers, they appear to be records about someone, with a few notes mixed in about just how old the data that makes them up actually is.
(next time you feel the flame of desire)
She figures it's time she put some of this Todd craziness behind her.

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"Maybe I'd finally be able to put it all to bed." He shrugs. "I really only want the notebook back for the last five pages. It has some stuff that I was considering for my dissertation back then, and has nothing to do with teleportation. Yeah, the compass got me thinking about that, but it's completely different." It's philotics research, but nothing that has to do with movement or getting stuck somewhere.

Claudia smiles a little. "You might even convince me to let you keep that part."

"Yeah, I'll always be fascinated with teleportation..." and if he ever found a non-compass way to do it, he would be all over that like goo on an Artifact, "but I'm done with the compass and that specific way." He shrugs. "The other notes were... tangental, and actually I'm beginning to wonder if I was really onto something."

"That I can work with. I'll bring it back for ya, but if I miss you when I come in you are damn well waiting for me before you torch it."
It's as much because she wants to see what kind of shiny he gets as to make sure he actually does burn it.

"Alright, alright." Joshua laughs a bit. "I'll even show you exactly what notes I'm taking out. Don't worry. I'm not that much of a Slytherin."

"I know you're not. But I want to see what you get as much as anything else."

"Knowing my luck, it'll take me a week to just figure out what the shit it is. I can't do anything typically, you know." He cracks a smile.

"Joshua Donovan: Doing nothing halfway since 1973." Claudia grins. "Whatever it is, it'll probably be pretty nifty. That's how Cubefall rolls."

"I guess so." Joshua reaches over and picks up a handful of Legos that happen to be in a box next to his chair and starts fussing with them.

"Oh, you are so not starting without me."
Claudia stuffs her new toy in her tool belt (she can swap out some of the tools she won't need to carry anymore when she gets home) and grabs some Legos herself.

Joshua grins. Now this is more like it. Fuck worrying about the future, fuck worrying about the past. There are Legos to be getting on with.

He's starting to make what might just be some sort of castle.

Oh, the future will still be there later. But who needs it when you have CONSTRUCTION TOYS FOREVER.
Later she'll get around to poking at her favorite chair for this time of year. But for now, every good castle deserves a rocket launch pad. (That's how that mnemonic goes, right?)

Well, if there's a rocket launch pad, there has to be a fence to protect it, right? The castle's half-done, but Joshua starts working on a fence to protect both the castle and the launch pad.

"And here I thought castles usually had moats."
Or is it better for rockets to have fences? Who the hell knows.

"Well, maybe I'll put a moat in front of the fence." He rolls his eyes at his little sister. "Right now, there's a fence."

As he finishes the fence, he rummages around in the bin, and just stares at the minifig he comes up with. "Uh, Claudia?"

"What?"

Joshua sticks the little figure that looks suspiciously like Artie in front of the castle.

"That."

Claudia stares for a moment, then cracks the shit up. "Oh, that's priceless. I may have to take that home and troll him with it."

"Oh, you should. And you'll have to tell me the series of faces he makes when he sees it." Cracking up, he goes back to building the castle. "So, Artie's the defender of this castle? Or is he the advisor to the ruler?"

"Who the hell knows. He'd probably consider himself a defender more than anything else."
GO GO GADGET LAUNCH PAD. Which clearly now needs a rocket!

Joshua rolls his eyes, and rummages through his bucket a bit more, finding some intricate bits for the castle, which is really starting to take shape into something kinda cool.

After a bit of rummaging on her own part, Claudia snorts and sticks a minifig in a Victorian dress in the launch pad area before continuing with the rocket.
HG would appreciate hanging out with a rocket, she thinks.

"Victorian with a rocket. How steampunk of you, Claud." Joshua approves, though, and digs, pulling out yet another minifig, and cracking up. "Oh, Claudia, you look so good in plastic." She's holding a tiny Tesla.

"Oh, shut up, you." She'll clearly have to take that one home too. It'll go great on her desk.
"I have a feeling this particular Victorian would appreciate the joke."

"Since when do you hang out with Victorians?" Joshua blinks a few times, but shrugs and goes back to the castle. Claudia is stuck prominantly out front.