"The thing about mortals and humans, is you can never quite be sure." Abysa sighs. "One could be friendly one time, but be convinced of my guilt the next. In a plane as varied as this Nexus, there is no telling who is opposed to demonkind and who is not, and word travels fast." He leans down farther as he floats, until his arms are crossed, his chin resting upon them, all while leaning on the top of Micolash's cage. Since Abysa is still floating, Micolash would not notice much extra weight.

"I do hate to sound paranoid, but my time living freely amongst mortals has been put to an end. I would rather observe as a hidden presence, to minimize possible chaos or hostility."

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Henry has just been alerted to the existence of cupboards. He stands up on his hind legs as he bats at a cupboard door, wondering why it does not open as easily as it does for the nice lady. Inside most of them seem to be basic things; flour, sugar, brown sugar, baking soda, and so on, but also boxes of crackers, cookies, and the like. Most of the snacks seem to be unsalted and bland, or lightly flavoured.

Henry sits like an upright pear, nose pointed up as he sniffs about. He lets out a plaintive "Mahh", as though asking the mysterious little doors why they do not open for him.