Palamedes half-laughs. The idea of Darrow's strange mechanisms being able to transport a house sounds absurd, though he supposes there's no reason to think that size has anything to do with the difficulty. "I guess mass isn't a factor, then," he quips, taking the milk out of the refrigerator and bringing it to the table. "That's...amazing," he says. "I have to admit, I've been trying to get my hands on one of these 'gifts.' I thought examining one might prove useful." He doesn't quite ask if he can see Darlington's house, though it's clear that he wants to.