[ Roxy nods, laughing a little, and she opens her bedroom door. She steps out, and she glances around. No sign of anyone in the hallway, so she leads Calliope down the stairs next, to the living room. ]
Just this way.
[ She calls for them as she goes along. She checks stupid places, knowing full well that they are stupid-- why would anyone be in this closet, under the couch, behind the TV? But her desperation is increasing with every spot found empty. ]