"No, there are others" he replied. "Sif and I live over there" he said, pointing to the hotel in the near distance. "We were saved by the Goddess Frigga..." he paused. "There is a great deal that I must explain. Perhaps it would be best to do so when you are ready?" he offered. Sif walked over and sniffed at Ciaran's hand before brushing her head against the other.
Artorias knew it was a lot to take in. He was thankful he had Frigga to explain everything to him. To take him in and look after him when he was broken and on the brink of defeat. Near to losing everything, including Sif. Thankfully they had been brought to the station before that could happen. Ciaran however had to live through losing Artorias, and he felt sorry for her. Then again, he didn't know the state of his world, save for what he saw on the island. Firelink shrine, the fading of the fire...
"This place does seem strange and it may take time to adjust to, but in time, I believe you will" he reassured her. "I imagine you have questions. As do I. Shall we go somewhere to talk?" he asked. "Inside perhaps? Or shall we walk?" he asked.