"Master Jean," Albedo acknowledges her while still tugging at his arm. "I hadn't expected you here. I apologize for the inconvenient meeting," as if this is just him slipping up on a meeting time, or forgetting to put the kettle on for tea.

"I'm... uncertain, right now. For whatever reason, these strange rocks do not resonate with Geo. If you do have a torch though, I would not be opposed to an attempt. They have a bit of give to them, not nearly as solid as regular rock. Perhaps they can be melted."