Tarentek found himself curious about what Onyx was doing. She seemed to be tying together bolts of yarn, though he could not figure out exactly why. Eventually, he stopped thinking about his past and got his mind back into the moment. He sat down in the living room as well, staying silent for a while until his curiosity eventually got the better of him. "Okay, I have to ask, what is it you are trying to make? I do not know a great deal about weaving."