Well that was quite the informational download that he hadn't gotten from the fountain. And it took a few moments to try and allow that to process. Try not to die of boredom sounded just like something the pup would say.

The talk of aliens and the storms had him quiet and thoughtful and he looked back down at the warm rocks, proof perhaps of the uninhabitable comment.

"Any ideas as to what happens if these storms you mention are somehow stopped?"

"I see." Even though he really didn't.