Crowley's eyebrows furrow in confusion at the word uncute. "Why does that imply is isn't adorable?" he asks, then stammers for a moment, "Nevermind. Forget it. It's an amorphous sculpture, anyway."

Sighing, he strolls along to look at other works. The more abstract ones are harder to decipher, because they very well may have some sort of reference within them, but Crowley doesn't know enough about these worlds to recognize them.

"Shall we move along?