[He nods towards the door as he finishes the buttons on his shirt, not that it really matters looking put together when she'll be running around in another of his. Not that the maids or the like would see it as anything unusual, something he feels shouldn't find its way into mention either. And rather than go through the door, he makes a point of opening it for her instead.] And Tricia's... uninvolved. [So she doesn't know about things. Noah. All the evil stuff, if you catch his drift.
He steps out into the hall, leading her across it and three doors to the left. He tries the door, finding it creaking open with ease.] Lulu? [Waiting. And silence, so he steps right on in.] In here.