Like climbed the stairs on his way to his room.
Halfway to the second set of stairs his way was blocked by a pile of limbs and cloth.
Like looked at a wall of horrified looking handmaidens.
Like looked to the left of the two, but there were too many handmaidens there.
So he looked to the right. Also blocked.
Like contemplated turning into something climbing or flying and move over them. 
But that would be rude. So Like folded his arms and leaned against the wall.
Waiting in patience and silent bemusement.