I've glanced a little, yet I've not looked so close at you quite yet.

[Not that he hasn't stared simply at his soul. That's sort of what he does. But it's different up close, with a particular intent. He can... look closer. Uninterrupted. Study him.]

I would like to see.

[Seeing, just looking, wantonly, uninhibited, is his very favorite thing to do. To be invited to it. That's interesting. ]

Your home, are you in it?