Well. That escalated quickly. More people were trickling in, and nobody looked deranged at first glance, Noah thought. That was always a good sign. Noah busied himself preparing a cup of coffee, adding sugar and lifting the mug to his nose to inhale as he listened to the others talk. Seemed like the coffee was first class, at least.
"I don't think I'm goin' down there yet," he said. It simply didn't seem appealing right now. He'd rather see what he could find out by checking out the rest of the house first, really. "My name's Noah," he said to Jack's suggestion that they all introduce themselves.