He can't lie and say that the thought doesn't appeal to him. Maybe this is something he can question her about later, have her show him, if they're ever able to use their own native talents. As it is, he won't press. They do have more important matters to concern themselves with here.

He nods, lifting a hand as if he could summon one of the cores he had often used as a weapon in the previous worlds he had been dragged into. "It could only be half a performance if the props and the actors looked terrible, and therefore a miserable production. I see your meaning."