7

That's not a bad idea," Alexius says, "but where can we find paper? Oh, right."

The hive, of course, is made of paper and wax. Unfortunately, when Alexius tries to retrieve some, he gets an earful from the bee soldiers. You try to explain the basic principles of cartography, but the workers—who have never seen writing before—aren't having any of it; they order you to stop.

The hive seems to be retiring for the evening, but faint pink light still filters through the transparent sections of the honeycomb.