Quaintness, cobblestones, away from the rush of the city... These are concepts Harrow can certainly relate to and agree with. He smiles, pleased, at her descriptions of her original home. He goes to speak, but by the time he does Grace is showing him more pictures, and he's more than willing to let himself get immersed in the sight of the stage.

"Woooow," he whispers reverently as he takes the phone and zooms in, inspecting the finer details of the opera house. "I've never seen anything like this! And you work here? What is it you do? Are you an actress? I'd love to come see you act! I-if I can, I mean. I don't think I'd exactly fit in on Earth. Especially not in a fancy place like this..."