Alastor nodded as he gathered his things and walked over to the open dishwasher, placing his plate and utensils inside as he listened to Andy's routine for the day and his warnings.

"Alright," he said, walking over to a nearby shelf to examine the spines of various books. "I myself might wander a bit. Find out more about you people since it seems as though I shall be staying here for the forseeable future."

Falling silent, the Laizu continued to examine the books, even taking a couple out to investigate their contents. From what he read, human speech was just as primitive when written as it was when spoken, though he didn't mind that much. There had been other races he'd heard of with languages [I]far[/I] more complex or abstract than his own, so it was somewhat refreshing to find a tongue so simplistic in nature.

Moving on from the books, Alastor sat down on the couch as Andy finished getting ready, only rising to his feet once the jangle of keys could be heard and the human himself could be seen standing near the door, which was held open slightly. Watching as he headed out for the day, leaving a pair of keys behind on the counter as he swung the door shut, Alastor finally got to his feet and walked back into his own room. Finding the clothes he had worn yesterday, he changed into them, picked up his cane, and strode back over to the counter. Grabbing the keys he left the apartment, making sure to lock it behind him once he'd figured out how, and made his way out onto the sidewalk.

Surveying the area a bit, he eventually decided to go find someone-or somewhere-that could tell him more about the most advanced forms of technology currently available to the human race. They might not have unlocked dimensional travel, but perhaps he could retrofit some existing tech to suit his own purposes instead. He also made a mental note to find out more about human history as well. If he could figure out how their societies advanced over the years, then perhaps he could learn how to blend into it better.

Alastor also made a mental note of the draining he'd performed on that man in the clothing shop, deciding to experiment more with it when he got the chance. If not to see its effects on the human form, then at least to find a way of mitigating whatever hold it might have over him. 

It wouldn't do to have his plans ruined from a frenzy induced feeding after all.