Tycho looked back at Ford with a smile when he asked if he was an inventor. "I suppose so," Tycho said thoughtfully. He didn't typically work as one but he did spend a lot of time playing around with things. It was great fun to make something new that most people likely had never considered before. And Tychos mindset was consistently on a different plane than most those that he spoke with. Tycho supposed that was why rumors that he was an eccentric ran rampant. Oh well.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'm just petsitting for a friend," he said, as if that growl was very obviously belonging to some exotic breed rather than some domestic housecat or dog. "Not afraid of heights, are you?" He asked as he pulled down the trapdoor and small stair set that led to his attic.