“Truly?” There’s curiosity in his quiet voice. An interesting little fact, that.

“I can see how that might be concerning for everyone else.” He smiles lightly at his own joke, but doesn’t linger. “For me, I suppose they look just as I was imagining.”

He’s never funny, but that won’t stop him. He takes a sip from his glass and the curiosity grows in his voice. “Where is Gallery?”