[ Oh. That is certainly a lance greeting him as the door opens. Joshua's eyebrows raise, and his eyes widen just a little. But it's understandable - Clive had taken control of opening the door for at least the first week, and had even pushed furniture in front of the window for a while. It makes sense that they all would be on edge so shortly after arriving.

As it lowers back and disappears, he simply smiles, relaxing his shoulders. ]

I am quite good at figuring things out, unfortunately.

[ But Dion doesn't seem to be opposed to his visit, at least. He steps inside as he's invited in, setting the tin of tea on the table as he goes. It's... so strange, seeing a freshly occupied room. Even in the two months he and Clive have been here, they have accumulated some things.]

It is a blend of tea that I found down in the kitchens. I've become rather fond of it. I can make some for us, if you're amenable?