Eames takes his time considering his answer which she appreciates. Her eyes focus on his as he determines what he ought to tell her. "It is in their nature, fleeting as their lives are, it leaves little time for massive shifts in consciousness." She shrugs a little, and does take note of his sigh and it's implications whatever they might be.

Her lips curve up a little at the thought of humans urinating on street corners to claim their territory. The graffiti around isn't that far from such an image. "True, unfortunately it does effect us, does it not?" Her lips pursed and she looked up at the marquee. "I have come here to understand." As if one trip into the human world could do such a thing. She understands humans in broad strokes and in their deepest weaknesses. But the surface is the complicated part for her.