Chloe followed him, slightly confused. "How can so many people own their own homes?" Chloe asked, her and her mother only lived in a small house, which was just one room and a closet. The bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen all was one, the only thing that had a door was the closet, and the was her room. She had enough room to curl up comfortably in a ball, and deep enough so that if she pressed her back against the wall her knees wouldn't touch the door. "And what is a 'Omega building'? I thought my room was going to be the room I was in."