Arthur half listened to the fox while he stared at the window as the pair of eyes had since moved. Was it a monster? Would he be eaten? He couldn't tell through the shades. He knew there had been nothing human so far. However, he also learned that not everything here was mean either. The fox had helped him. He was helped in the water. In spite of all of this, he was ready for the worst to happen. His only problem: he had no clue what he would do when it did happen.

He felt himself shaking with nerves. The idea of meeting with the golden lady still scared him. He didn't want to impose on someone so important sounding. What if he made her mad? In spite of the fox's statements towards the opposite, Arthur had to overcome his own conditioning.

[b]*SMASH*[/b]

Arthur flinched as the sound of shattering glass turned his focus toward the window again. A plate splashed through the window and then flopped heavily onto the porch. He stepped up cautiously onto the porch wondering every step of the way why he was not running away. 

He swallowed nervously. "H-hello?"