Lemm follows with his gaze where they're pointing.

"Ah. Yes." He stiffly busies himself with putting the lumafly bulb back in his bag and jogging the thing more comfortably against his shoulder, mainly so that he doesn't have to look up. "I'll be making my way back below, I think. Things to write down, make sense of. Um. Good work today."

He takes a step away from the arch, patting his bag closed with finality.