Oh we have quite the interesting one it seems. He thought to himself as he looked over his current house guest. He wondered what type of manner did she live? How much was her title true, of course by any means why should he doubt it? She is potentially a queen of sorts. He wouldn't really know. He kept his gaze on her as she brought forth the miss part. It wasn't really uncomfortable for him, just another term, another piece of information that he would easily brush off. He was more then aware of the fact that he couldn't take off all his make up. And most of all he only focused on not wearing the chest. His hair, would always be maintained even when dyed.

Her flesh seemed lovely for whatever she was. It wasn't like they were given a really large statement explaining the species they will have. Mostly it was a loose run down of all the species that could come to them. Which either way he didn't mind. A spider or such probably would require some serious reconstruction. But she seemed humanoid enough that worse case scenario she could even sleep in his own room. Though that was the reason for having other rooms. Which would work out. His spare room should be more then capable of housing her if need be. Her eyes and hair seemed to be very lovely in their own way. Though of course he didn't want to go with she was straight up a ghost. But it's not like that would matter.

“A pleasure meeting you Melissa, my name is Charles Urdien.” He stated with a light smile as he finished up with his own cup. Filling it with juice. Then looking to the agent for a moment before he basically got stared at by the man for a few moments before he stood up. “Well...i'll leave the papers here....and head out..”

“Gah, that's fine. I'm sure Melissa will tell me what she needs if she needs it.” He stated in retort. It was obvious the man had lost some tract in his mind about who he was. Of course the first time he saw him it wasn't after a stream. So it made sense that it would be confusing even with knowing his voice. With a light dark smile he turned his gaze back to the woman in his living room. Moving the tray closer to her before picking up the files. Opening the folder and looking over the pages lightly. The sound of the door closing was more then enough for him to let out a sigh and lean into the parallel sofa allowing his hair to fall together over one of his shoulders as he looked up to the ceiling and laughed abit out loud. He looked back to her for a moment.

“So, Melissa. What is it you are looking for in this adventure of ours together?” He asked her, he was interested in many things at the moment. Though being able to touch her would seem to be a good start. It would allow him to figure out if she was cold or maybe warm? There was many concepts he wanted to put to ease. Along with the thoughts of potential people he could really mess up just by having her around. “I am a man by the way.” He finally added in the end, “The agent just never saw me in my main jobs get up. I just tend to do shows. Of course in our situation, it's better I just come off that way. Better for you to know now.” Though the thought did pain him. He didn't want any weird situation to come up some how from the agents or the organization just because he never told his house guest such things.[@GarlandDaHero]