"Another time, perhaps. Again, it could certainly be worse. But I suppose that's part of the whole 'giving the aliens rights' deal." You know, not making them live in kennels and eat nutrition nuggets or something. This is several steps up from nutrition nuggets. This is a whole damn hardware store of steps up. If you want to get technical.

He isn't a big fan of empty, though. It isn't exactly what he's used to, to say the least, but he can hardly protest a lack of clutter. Really, he isn't a big fan of any manner of domesticity, so in that regard it's practically ideal. He helps himself to a seat on the couch and settles in to eat. He almost certainly looks as out of place as he feels, which is frankly odd. Afterall, it's not like he's any more from another universe than usual. Maybe? He'll think about that later.