The human-like machine turned his attention to Blake when he said they wouldn't go that night because of something called [i]daytime[/i]. Nodding, the machine looked back out and a small amount of a new emotion hit him. It was like his stomach was being turned and his lips began to droop slightly, he didn't feel as happy as before but that quickly changed when he heard they could explore this home.

"More?" he asked softly as he watched Blake squeeze his shoulder. The other's hand was warm and slowly the newborn covered Blake's hand with his own which. The human's skin felt different from the walls, softer and warm.

"Okay, I'll follow Blake!" the machine smiled as he took Blake's hand. His mind went to work to put together more information. This seemed to be the correct body language, one was to hold another's hand when it was to follow. "Blake, whats daytime like?"