Finding her own chair Cami dropped into it and immediately crossed her legs, hugging her ankles up against her crotch in decent imitation of the lotus position. "Bathrooms, maybe? The stalls could have pamphlets affixed to the doors and stuff on the inside so you can't miss them. A bit more obvious but how often does anyone important go into the communal bathrooms? I don't even go into them if I don't have to." Bless Otto Graves and his personal bathroom.

Tapping fingertips together thoughtfully she could easily admit that the pamphlets worked only for the newest recruits but they were also the ones that needed the most help. "It seems that awareness for your digital project needs to be the focus as well. You're correct that pamphlets only give you a general overview and would only be truly effective for those immediately out of pods. To continue the education would be to flesh out the database in a joint effort...mm." Fingers tugged on a curl, everything about the Sun trainee suggesting deep thought.

"In any case, the pamphlets are a band-aid for the problem while you focus on getting the greater effort off the ground. I can easily help coordinate mentors and mentees. Taking an hour out of my field day to make sure that people on the fields have someone to work with, grabbing trainees that look a little lost or are going solo and shoving them at someone, I can do that." She smiled at Taym, a beseeching look, as if she were cajoling him to mentor someone himself. "It'll take a lot of work, small efforts at first, but it's such a good cause. We can't fail with a good cause like this." Hope and naivete went hand-in-hand. Camille was perhaps a fool but she was a happy one.

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