Everything Sir Harold said is interesting, probably worth interrogating, definitely worth investigating... later. 

Tristan jumps and whizzes around the rooms, inspecting everything. He'll have to start to heat water for the tub first, which is to say, immediately. And the bed! When he falls back into it with open arms, it's like being swallowed by a marshmallow! He bounces, laughing. He can read by the fire! 

Reading wouldn't normally be such a priority, but he's [i]sore[/i] and [i]tired[/i] and books are [i]lovely[/i] and is there a library, he wonders. 

He should probably introduce himself to the place, too, find somewhere quiet to listen to the world...

Tomorrow. Definitely tomorrow. First he most definitely wants that hot bath.