She pauses, realizing her phone is in her blazer, which... she... does not, in fact, have on her.

Maybe she can summon it? She holds out her hand, and an ornate book, leather-bound, parchment, and carefully illuminated, appears in her hands. The illuminations are modern in subject-- Neos herself features prominently on the front page, in armor unfamiliar to her, with dragons' wings and a background of a constellation she does not know. "... i look like that...?"

The pages ruffle and turn to a small guest-page. ("Mother", "Father", "Ilya", and "Advisor" feature on the facing page.)