And prefer it he does with Ambrose settling readily as he leans back into his own high-backed chair. The mention of the dimming has him raising a singular bushy brow, but Istredd clearly has his attention.

"Samples from the crater?" He frowns as he considered, but anyone who has spent any time with Ambrose knows that it's his thinking face and not one of disapproval. "That would be of interest to me. What do you expect to find?"

Ambrose assumes there is a null hypothesis Istredd wants to test. His gaze slips back to Sabine, sitting quietly and politely. Istredd vouches for her, but Ambrose does want to form his own opinion.

"What exactly do you bring to this dig? Do you consider yourself another archaeologist?"