Orion looked at the only other person that was in the kitchen at present, a gentleman that was older then him but still young. He guessed that the rest of the house's occupants were around somewhere, since none of them could leave, and he would see them in due course. Orion walked further into the kitchen and took a seat at the dining table, making sure that Lyra would not fall off his shoulder or claw it into oblivion. "Yes, please. That would be nice," he replied. "Has anybody else in the house appeared yet?"