Diya's smile twitches just a millimeter wider. Ah, the Gem is trying to out-coy a haut. Charming.

"I couldn't even begin to imagine," she says blandly, an uncommonly candid admission of actually not knowing something. Almost physically painful for a haut, really. But her eyes are bright. "But whatever it is, you are discomfited to think of explaining. Disgraced, perhaps, or shame. But as to your exact function -- oh, I hardly know anything about Gem society still."