Matthew's smile widened as the door began to swing open, "Hell- huh?". He looked a bit to the left, then the right, why, there seemed to be no one at the door at all. Mat had just been about to poke his head in and call out to someone when he noticed a mop of red hair not much different from his own a bit below him. The young man's smile returned as he saw the little girl peering shyly at him from behind the door, "Why hello there!" he chirped brightly before crouching down so that the girl didn't have to look up. Matthew loved kids, perhaps it was because the aura of innocence that emanated from them, or maybe because he himself still clung to his inner child despite his intellect, in the end though the reason behind this was beyond Matthew's comprehension, "Well aren't you just adorable! Is there an adult I can talk to around here sweetie?". He didn't have to wait long for an answer as the Housekeeper loomed over the child and asked Matthew how she might be of service. Mat bounced a bit and sprung back up into a standing position, "Hi there, the name's Matthew Lockhart, I think my folks sent an email or a letter or something here a few days ago about my arrival?".