He's trying to keep up with all this info being thrown his way. Honestly, he could be doing worse. He's used to having to take in the alien worlds around him on the go. He's really just thankful he's not dodging gunfire this time. Now... if he can just remember these names for later when he gets home so he can ask his Wayne about them.

"Yeah. H-hi." Crichton says with a hesitant little wave.

Oh. Oh, he's coming closer. And raising his hand and making some kind of... sign? Then, whoa. As that sound rings out Crichton suddenly feels like a weight has been lifted off his chest. He can breathe without it feeling so tight anymore. That's... nice, actually. He's much calmer now. Huh.

"Thank you. I... I will. It's been a while since I've been anywhere so peaceful. But, what did you do just now? Was that some kind of spell?"