"How does a Monster find Love?......" Daniel muttered out loud as he sat himself down, opposite to where Elliot was sitting. Grabbing his fork, he looked down at his plate, stabbing the pot roast with his fork and leaving it there. Letting out another sigh, Daniel stabbed the pot roast with his fork yet again, a somber expression etched onto his face. "What is Love to a Monster?..............Are Monsters even capable of feeling Love?............." Daniel kept repeatedly muttering the thoughts spinning in his head while rhythmically stabbing the pot roast with his fork, not even bothering to acknowledge Elliot's presence in the room with him.