It was odd, but her voice was... warm? Might take some getting used to, but made sense. "I have a home." He said matter-of-factly. Sure his little basement camp might not seem like much, but it was safe and warm and home. And if he didn't feel like sleeping there he had a handful of cat homes he could sleep in. Home was fine... but... "People." He said, it was almost a plea. "I know keeping me secret is important. I-i don't want to be found out either. I mean that was my choice when I came here." He remembered that moment he hopped in that little girls lap and chose to see what the island was about knowing full well he probably wouldn't be able to find a way off- cat or not. The Faction then gave him a cause, a reason to keep hiding... but... "I need... no everyone, but someone to... talk to. Like as," He gestured at his body. "This." So he didn't forget how to be human. Was that something he could even forget?