<span style="font-weight: bold">"Are you okay? Haven't you seen deatomizing remoleculizing before? I've always been able to do it. Has no one ever been able to do it before?"</span>, he asked Emily, who shook her head. "No, no, I'm fine, it's just... I've never seen a person in my life who could do that..." She said, still shocked by what he had done.<span style="font-weight: bold">"My town is miles away from here. I heard someone say it was an Amish town. I do not know what this means but we live in this year just like it was a past year."</span>, he then said. Emily remembered learning about Amish in one of her history classes. It was somewhere in Pennsylvania where the people lived like in the colonial days, living a deeply religious and family-centered lifestyle. But how could he have gotten here all the way from Pennsylvania?<span style="font-weight: bold">"So much advancement compared to my hometown."</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Really? You are so kind Emily. I really appreciate it. I don't know how to ever thank you and repay you enough for such kindness."</span>, Zero said, and Emily blushed. "It's fine, really, I have more than enough money to take care of myself.", she said. It was an awkward topic for her, since she lived the life of a middle class teen but had enough money to surpass the lifestyle of those who lived in mansions. Yet she insisted to live in a normal two story house on her own, and would hire a maid from the family if she ever needed one. At times, the house felt rather empty.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"What is wrong with my clothes?"</span>He asked, puzzled by her statement.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Your clothes are very strange. More form fitting than the girls back home wear. Everyone where I am from that is male wears clothes similar to these."</span>Emily sighed at his apparent ignorance. He still didn't seem to understand. "Well... We wear different things here than the people in Amish did... As it would look strange for me to wear these cloths there, it would be strange for you to wear your cloths here." Emily explained to him, hoping he would understand.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I do not know how I will look in the strange garments that men in this city wear. I might look awfully strange."</span><br/><br/>Zero then stood up, and Emily had to keep herself from staring for too long.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I will follow you Emily as I have ended up lost several times during trying to figure out this...city...as I heard it called. So I have come to think of it as city though to me it resembles and oversized town."</span>, he said. "Yea, cities are like giant towns... And they can be easy to get lost in if you don't know where you're going. My house isn't too far, probably a 15, 20 minute walk from here." She said, and started to lead the way for Zero. Luckily for her, most of Emily's neighbors were off at work or doing something, so there wouldn't be any awkward run-ins.<br/><br/>(<a class="postlink" href="http://i1250.photobucket.com/albums/hh528/RixoSakara/House_zpsef0dd0fd.jpg">Just pulling a random house off of Google Maps here :L</a>)<br/>They walked along the sidewalk, passing a few stores along the way. She would have to remember to visit one of these later to nab a few sets of cloths for the man. They walked up a hill and around a corner on a street labeled "San Marcos", a housing district. They walked down the street toward one of the two story houses, and Emily led the way up the driveway and to the front door. She took out her key chain and unlocked the front door, opening it for the both of them.