[b]Chloe thought for a moment, mostly flattered by Desmond's act. Most might be creeped out or worried, but she had been raised with constant surveillance... Privacy was a foreign concept.[/b] [b]She looked to the far end of the apartments, the open way she had walked from, reaching Desmond with relative ease. Everything had a certain sense to it... She could simply tell where he was by thinking about it. It's something she thought everyone simply had.[/b] [i]It's... Kind... But I don't really sleep at night... Mostly the day... And... I can't imagine he likes to spend his time doing such things.[/i]