Jono frowns, eyes turning downward as he laces his fingers with Jackson's. And he's also a little surprised by the colonists. He's not making any effort not to be seen and they're...pretty much ignoring him. It's so strange, but he kind of likes it, too.

Production? What do you produce 'ere? Jono couldn't really see that there was much that could be made, but it was hard to tell.