[he nods slowly, as though in mild shock. bob is able to take the crystal out his hands without much issue.]

Yes, we... spent a very long time there. I was on Earth before being brought here. It is our home.

[some part of him wants to reach out and touch the art to affirm it's physical presence but he doesn't-- primal has seen plenty of human art over the millenia, and he always loves it. they are such a creative species and seeing how it developed over time was a point of pride for him, as he would never tire of seeing a human proudly show work they had poured their heart and soul into to their companions.

it's been such a long time since he's seen any art from his own species (other than a brief period where cheetor fancied carving comics into tree bark or rhinox using large rock faces to carve notes he needed to remember into them and it makes his spark hurt as he misses them) and for it to be of an observation with such care for the planet...

oh, his spark feels funny in a different way that primal doesn't really pay much attention to.]

I have been to America, but spent the last few centuries in Peru. Do you know it?