Firestone Hot Springs chimes

It seemed he got more than he bargained for when he asked the female about the curious springs. He stared unblinkingly as she suddenly launched into a long-winded explanation, one Atreyu struggled to keep up with. His mind whirred as he contemplated her words, trying to construct a clearer picture of what she was talking about in his head. So, the ground was made of layers? He glanced downwards at the stony earth beneath him, wiggling his toes as the apparent gasses heated the stone he was standing upon. He wasn't a naturalist, nor did he really know anything about the way the world worked at all, but he found her explanation hard to believe.

"So you're saying there's like, a giant fire underneath the ground?" he asked, squinting at her in confusion. A giant fire that could melt anything...but then wouldn't the ground melt as well? Atreyu let out an amused snort. This was why he dealt with things he could see and touch such as prey and the ocean; trying to figure out how it all worked was complicated. It was better to leave that stuff to nerds — he looked up again at the half-soaked female, a smirk crawling across his features — nerds like this Scarlett chick.