He doesn't mean to tune her out, at least not completely. Even when keeping his focus on something productive, he manages to catch a little bit of whatever she wants to communicate with him, especially if it's important.

She has his attention now, the trick working, but he doesn't move to indicate that he's heard her. He just breathes again, rolling on shoulder to release a satisfying crack.

"No. Find anything yet?"

The crackling of fire reaches his ears, but he can't tell where it's coming from. It's close, maybe too close, like it's right under his nose but hidden somewhere. Maybe beneath all those wires. Or right below their feet, like a volcano waiting to erupt. It doesn't help that he also gets the nagging feeling that the creatures he's been running into lately are nearby, what with the clanging footsteps and grinding gears.

"Something's coming."