He looks at her, "She can also be a huge pain," he says. He was going to say something else to her but, a scream from his grandmother interrupted him. He gets up and goes into the kitchen. She wasn't in the kitchen, so he figured that she was outside. He went through the back door and heard another scream from her. He goes into his "room" to see her standing on the cot. "What's wrong?" he asks. "T-there is a snake! A snake is on the floor!" she says. Fang rolls his eyes, he thought his grandmother was being silly. "That's my pet, it got out again," he says. She looks at him. "Well take it with you and take it's cage too," She says. Fang nods and does what he is told. He comes back in to the room and sits down on the couch, but this time he had a snake wrapped a round his neck. "Sorry about that, my grandmother has Ophidiophobia-the fear of snakes," he says as he pets the snake on the head. It didn't move at all, occasionally it would flicker it's tounge. He continued with his work and then looked at her. "I hope it doesn't bother you, if it does I can put it away," he says referring to the snake.<br/><br/>He began to type ideas on his laptop, just before he finished typing he had stood up. He looks at her, he was trying to keep a converstation going, or at least try to start one. "Would you like some more tea?" he asks. He puts down his laptop and notebook and goes into the kitchen. When he put his notebook down, it flopped open to one of his drawings. It was of a dead decaying forest on a moonlit night. The long shadow of the trees seemed to stretch out like long fingers. A pair of what seemed like glowing eyes stood out of the darkness on the forest. What looked like paw prints of a wolf lay on the ground. He then comes back in, closes the notebook, and sits down. He looks at her, "If you looked at my drawing, I hope it didn't disturb you or anything," he says emotionlessly. He had more drawings like that in his "room".<br/><br/>He didn't know what to say, he usually didn't creat conversations with anyone. That's only because people usually didn't talk to him. His grandmother comes in and looks at her, "I hope you're not a vegetarian, because we're having chicken tonight for dinner," She says and then goes back into the kitchen.