Communication he can do. Maybe. Open discussion of emotions had never been a popular topic in the Galen household and the most communicating he does in his work is through teaching, far from personal chatter. He glances over at the piece of furniture indicated and slowly makes his way over there, taking a seat on one side of it. Somewhere in the back of his mind he can hear a voice berating him about how he's spending money for a man to sit beside him on a couch and talk. It's a voice he chooses to ignore for now.

"I've only been here a couple of weeks," he confesses and rests his elbows on his knees. "I haven't done much beyond trying to figure out the code behind your earrings and where to buy food. I plan for this stay to be extended, I arranged for a sabbatical with my job."

All so he could talk to a LSP while he picked at his next book publication in his rented flat.