"I intend to-..." His witty reply was sundered when she ignored him and walked right in, and Rupert was a bit too tired and off-put by the entirety of the nights affairs to react violently, or even just protest. Not to mention his insatiable curiosity, and so instead he just swung the door shut as the woman strode deeper into his makeshift abode and herself comfortable with her unasked for explanation. Not that the exposition was unwelcome, he was in need of some illumination on the nights events. If only she wasn't so cryptic. 

"I figured someone would be trying to find her," He said, and then raised an eyebrow and looked the woman up and down. She was attractive, but that wasn't his interest. He was wondering just why someone would find him, and then walk in, saying others were trying to find him. Clearly the wards he had were not the best. 

He listened to her words, albeit with barely suppressed impatience. He was not in the mood for this woman's sudden appearance, and what's more, he felt a small surge of revitalized energy from within when she mentioned the ancient adversary. Rupert clutched his chest for a moment, gritting his teeth until his willpower shoved the old man back within the dark recesses of his consciousness. He collected himself, albeit barely. 

"This is all fascinating," he remarked dryly. "But do not mention wyrms again, and before we get acquainted, who the hell are you and why the hell should I trust or even care about what you have to say." His words were spoken acidly, and he continued: "Are you a seer with vague notions or someone who is more informed? I pray you're the latter or I'll become somewhat unpleasant." 

It was only then he realized he still wasn't rhyming, but that was the least of his concerns. "And yeah, I have a small glass of milk in the fridge. Answer my questions and you can help your merry self." He nodded to the old, 50's box fridge in the corner. It was small, albeit not necessarily a mini-fridge. He raised an eyebrow expectantly, the lower half of his face obscured by the collar of his coat.  
[@Penny]