Get him talking about wildlife and he'll absolutely talk Max's ear off. Especially about observations that he'd made on previous worlds, in the forests here, or even out in Paradesium.

Bart's posture softens, shoulders going slack, expression a combination of embarrassment and pleasure at the earnest praise. His hands twist together, long fingers lightly calloused with the lab work that he does near constantly when he's not forcing himself to be social. "When I got here, I vowed to myself that I would put everything I knew to good use, to help the people around me with no mind toward ever asking for any kind of profit in return. I gain enough simply by being able to do the work that I care about. I want to be able to improve others' lives here however I can, whether it be by the antibiotics I've been synthesizing from the efforts made by the doctors and farmers before me, or making batteries for radios and food processors for kitchens. You will keep me abreast of whatever you might need, won't you? Even if it's just a checkup at the clinic that I assist at."