[ Her question causes him to pause, ears gently raising at it. Rest could mean several different things and he imagines she does not mean those that could be seen as intimate. Instead, he rather sees that she might wish to simply sit and talk. Much has happened, and, well, he has lived a considerable amount of years more than her. No doubt her traveler and adventurer heart wishes to learn of Norvrandt the last one hundred years.

The Exarch gives her a gentle smile. His ruby eyes turn upwards to the crystal ceiling once more. ]

For all the amazement that the Allagans used to build the Crystal Tower? It's functions are still limited by what it can process. There are limitless bounds of energy, but the technology can only locate, sort, and bring the information to us in a span of time. Perhaps, because, that was never it's true purpose.

[ Then, he turns his gaze to her with a warm smile. ] So, I believe we might have a brief respite while we wait and have dinner. Perhaps a longer one if what we require needs further research on the Tower's part.

...Might I ask why? Have you not had enough rest upon returning to the Source? [ His normal hand reaches out to cover her nervous ones with his. ] If so, I can certainly arrange for hour room to be restored once we've finished our research...