To be honest, quite often he's been known to ask the odd question or two or five about things he doesn't understand. But, sometimes, it's simply easier to go along with whatever it is that's being explained. It doesn't seem to bother him much either way.

"I was on one once that had this lemon-yellow sort of sky," he muses. "Very pale, too. You'd not even realize it wasn't clouds until someone pointed it out to ye, then ye could see it. I've not seen pink, though." Nor, he realizes, has he actually seen this particular member of the crew around, and he offers out his hand. "I don't think we've met before. Jamie McCrimmon."