( ... she frowns. What he says makes enough sense, even if the terminology doesn't all make the same degree of sense. Then again, the life of someone who'd been privately tutored all her formative years. Everything was always a final exam. )

Then you think we're as... that we don't have anything to run with when we go looking? Just, there's an orb here, figure out where any why?

( Asked with a glance his way, and then looking forward, approaching the door. She answers her own question in the end. Sighing. )

Yes, it would be.