Alabaster shrugged, a possibly odd looking motion in that he did so right as the last of his mechanical arms slid into his sleeves. Questions were bound to pop up, and he'd rather get them out of the way and be done with it.

He thought for a moment, casting a glance around the room. "I suppose the basic workings of your home would be a nice place to start." He inclined his head, considering his soot-and-oil-darkened hands. "And a washroom, if it's not too much trouble."