Ross gazed around the room with wonder, completely amazed that such a modest looking house from the outside would be so amazing and beautiful on the inside.  It was more of what he had deduced before as being a disguise to ward off unwanted eyes.  He looked at the paintings with more interest then the rest of the decor, actually walking up to one to admire it close up.  He always had a bit of a soft spot for art, and he had never seen so much of it in one place.<br/><br/>After looking at the painting for a few moments he turned to look at Raquel again, not even bothering to stop from looking into her eyes.  He had come to realize it was really pointless to look away from them anymore.  In fact, he looked at them closly, admiring the beauty of them again.  "This is one beautiful house Raquel.  I have to admit, I could get used to living here," he mused, walking back towards her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"...but again, you are different, Ross." She moved her eyes back to his. "I don't consider you to be entirely human."</span>Her words began to run through his head, as he tried to understand exactly what she meant.  "If you dont mind me asking, what exactly do you find about me that makes me seem unhuman like.  I have always considered myself human, and nothing else.  How exactly am I different from the rest of my kind?" he asked with genuine curiosity, wondering why she was so curious about him.