The bird followed the witch and cat through the house, making note of all the strange stuff inside. She bristled her feathers; Aria didn't like it here. There was a lot of powerful magic. People that had that kind of power tended to wind up using it for evil, at least in her experience. Noticing that she was falling behind, Aria squawked as she flapped her wings and landed in front of the group, nearly accidentally flying into a few of them in the cramped quarters. When they got the the glowing room she froze. [i]What is going on in here?[/i] The witches' comment didn't make much sense either. Aria flew onto a shelf and watched to see what would happen next.