"Yeah yeah, no I get it. I'll...I'll find out eventually." It's totally not gonna gnaw in their brain. Nope. Not. At. All. Look, they're curious about what the future holds.

Still, they do drop that at least and think more on the other people they had met so far. Granted of everyone there is only one person who stands out, one small person. A gnome who told them they were preferrable to dryads and that they were stunning. Not that Ashton knows what the fuck to do with that.

"Oh uh, I mean I can think of one person who I think the group would either get along with or horribly scar...or both. Probably not mutually exclusive. Uh, Barcus...he's a gnome and..." They swivel looking around a bit before giving up when they can't find the man in question. "around here somewhere. Nice guy. More of a tinkerer and stuff than a fighter."