Curiosity. It directs one to learn, to investigate, to ask questions. Crane turns his head and looks up at this man who wants answers to everything: to secrets he is better off never knowing. His newfound friend is broad in the shoulder with a trimmed beard that suggests pride in one's appearance. That or he values the discipline of keeping clean. He turns his gaze back to watching the crowd.

"There is a friend who made it here. A fellow from home. We exchange words now and then."

Blake is hardly a friend. But he doubts this man would appreciate hearing him call Blake a headache. He smiles - the slightest twist of lips - at how that rhymes.

"I suppose we find it important to keep in touch."

One must keep an observant eye on their research, after all.