"Sure," he agreed, because agreeing seemed like the easiest route. He'd come visit. Sure, because he was the visiting sort. He guessed he shouldn't dismiss it so easily. If they wound up being stuck here indefinitely ... he'd probably find his way up here if only for something to do.
"Think we should get to the painting now?" He prompted. He thought the conversation was pretty worn out, at least on his end, and he was interested in some quiet, introspective time. She could chatter on all she wanted, but he just wanted to think for a bit.