[It's possible this isn't the best conversation to be having without lips. Or skin, which is what keeps her from reaching out to rest a hand on his arm or something, to assure him that she had indeed been smiling.

She hesitates at his answer, though, because she's not exactly sure what to be saying to that. Ryn's not quite the best at any sort of comforting.]

Seems you weren't exaggerating when you said you were an alien. But you know what they're saying, home can be anywhere where there's people who care about you, and... Christ, I'm shit at this.