It seemed that Lamia was indeed used to being asleep during the day. Perhaps he could claim that she was sick and thus allow her to sleep during the day as needed until she was more used to sleeping at night. As they walked, they passed a fruit tree that had several rotten apples fallen around them. Raphael watched as Lamia picked up and ate a rotten apple, holding in a wince. He had to remind himself that since she wasn't human, she wouldn't get sick from eating a rotten apple, like he had when he was a child. It seemed that there definitely differences in what they usually ate. Hearing Lamia say that her favorite food was meat, he had a suspicion that the way she usually ate her meat would be very different from a way that was normal to him.<br/><br/>Lamia sweetly smiled at him and that she would like to meet mimother. Confused at first at why she said mimother, Raphael then realized that most likely Rakshasa did not have mothers, and she probably thought that my mother was a name. How to explain it... "So, meat is your favorite. I know you said you like all meat, but do you have a favorite type of meat or a favorite way to prepare meat? Is there any way that you don't like meat? Oh! I just realized that I did not explain my mother very well. I don't know if Rakshasa have a similar idea, but or humans, we usually have two people who raise us and take care of us. One is referred to as a mother, and the other as a father. When I said my mother, mother was a title showing how she cared for me, and not her name. I apologize for not explaining that earlier."