Trace nodded as he followed her through the door. The house looked big, after hitting the upstairs he seen how big her room was even. He looked around as she spoke, watching her go into the bathroom be stood there a bit. Placing his things on the floor he sat down on the floor next to it and pulled out a small stack of cloths, a box and a pad of paper. He opened the paper up and started sketching. Trace wasn't a dumb kid, he just didn't know better not really growing up the correct way.
The music was different for him but it was OK, he tuned most of it out anyway.