[Not a monster is the first thing that comes to Toby's mind, as it always does when he thinks about what he is. But that's pretty dark, too dark for a first meeting. He hums a little while he thinks before answering.]

Well. I guess, it's being with them? Feeling like them—literally, I mean. [Wondering how else to express it, about what makes someone 'human', he glances over at her and her munchies before an acknowledging look washes over his features. It's not like he gets to eat the things she gets to.] In a lot of ways, I guess. I don't think it's something that can be simplified...