Edward was, indeed, quite the subject for people-studiers to indulge their habit in. With his shock of wild hair, his softly human eyes, his chalky, scarred face, and the jutting angles and metal everywhere else, he was certainly an odd creature. He continued to smile as she praised his work on her hair, even though she hadn't asked for it first like everyone else.
He nodded slowly, following her as they started towards the barn. When she asked where he was from, though, it was clearly the type of question that threw the toddling, leather-clad humanoid into a bit of confusion. After some careful consideration, Edward finally said, "The mansion on the mountain... my Father made me there."