"I don't know. Nothing about it. In particular." He frowns, gaze fixed on the ambiguous middle distance, not yet able to meet the eyes of his strange companion. "Just the thing itself. Its weight. Like there was more in it than there was outside to hold it. And... I mean, there was."

He almost laughs, almost, the sound doesn't quite resolve into anything particularly amused-sounding, just the faint echo of a remembered reaction. "That was the whole point, I guess. Lude knew I'd want to find out what it was. Maybe. I don't know. But I did. I mean I wanted to find out."