House actually listens attentively. He puts zero stock in "ghost hunters" or all that crap where he's from, but somewhere where tech really can hold the lingering impressions of people who were uploaded onto the servers? He's willing to entertain the notion of it and Rhys' ideas. He simply nods, planning to pass on the information to Will whenever it seems convenient.

The smile at the end when Rhys take House's peace-offering, though, gets him feeling... strange. Not in a way he particularly likes, either, especially when his automatic response is to smile back. House schools his expression to something nonchalant before half-shrugging one arm.

"You could probably get a few condoms. Maybe some cigs. God knows we've got enough written porn. Maybe film yourself when you get to a house with a hot shower and sell that. Gingersnaps'd probably go for it. Maggie May, too."