( He tugs out the book, flipping it open and extending it to her, quirking up his brows. It's the first page, or at least one of them, he assumes. He doesn't read it at present; he'll remind himself if he gets bored and needs something light, he can come hit that up later on. )

Then they don't keep things like that here... what about where the papers are printed? Something gets distributed, they might have older records there.

( The local newspaper keeping records of the news... right? )