Padparadscha is but a sentry, so they've been setting problems of economy aside for much of the time they've been here in favour of learning the lay of the land. The structure of the designated "sentry" here gives them no real interest in joining it, so then the question becomes what, exactly, their role is in this world.

Should they designate something for themselves? Is there anything else they can designate for themselves? Questions that haven't yet become pressing, courtesy of the economy of living things largely covering items they don't require to survive.

In any case, Rutile's hastened pace towards the Core, impressive thing that it is, isn't a surprise to Padparadscha. With only a slight smile on their lips, they follow, at a more leisurely but still prompt pace.

"They build out of unusual things here, but I'm sure you've noticed that already."