"A picture of the other canyon? Because the internal crystal structure of just about everything is, um, mostly just some lines." Despite the lingering snark, he's definitely interested. If nothing else, this chat seems to be going better than the last one. He never likes the idea of having annoyed someone and failed to correct it. Tossing the tail of his headscarf back over his shoulder (he's not used to wearing it again yet, and without the constant threat of windstorms there aren't nearly so many reminders from nature to keep it tight and tidy as there would have been at home), he moves to take a seat near Jude.