Escher...the name did actually sound familiar. One of his later nights with the audio tours of museums Crowley had recommended he investigate. Still, it only pinged slightly in his mind, he couldn't remember much more than that off hand.

"He's an artist. His name is in the museums here. Something to do with abstract art." Which he had only taken note of for how he wished he could share it with Fig, what the halfling wouldn't give to know abstract art like hers was appreciated elsewhere. For now, he puts the thought back out of his mind and lowers the blade he'd been keeping ready.