Airhead moment!
"Mm. As of now I'm living in the pond. But I will try to keep it dry," Abraham said, grasping the book.
"These are very good questions to ask," Abe then said, grasping back on the reason he was here in the first place. "Perhaps...perhaps I will learn the answers to them when I search?"
He took off his glove hoping Beauty had not forgotten that he was here for an empathy and psychic exploration into the City's sentient being. His webbed hand stretched, the membranes widening and if Abe could smile he would have been doing so sheepishly now. As it was, his tooth plate was just visible through his lips as if the memory of how to smile still existed that the inability to do so did not restrain.