Orestes shook his head, "Everyone's lives would be better if Helen would just stay six feet under. I know I've already said it, but I need to find Hermione before Helen does. I don't need her sinking her claws into my wife." He sighed heavily, setting the food on the coffee table. "I think I'll send out a message, just to see if she's around." It was a start at least. He sat back down and set out the containers on the coffee table. He had ordered two of everything so they could each have their own: General Tsao's chicken, noodles, steamed rice, vegetables. He dug in despite a sinking feeling in his stomach. He just wanted to know his family was safe.