Arthur nearly jumped at the sound of a voice behind him. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to wander around unaccompanied. He spun around, looking at her, eyes wide. "Oh. Sorry. I must have made a wrong turn." He wasn't normally intimidated by anything, but the enormous house only amplified his overall feeling of being utterly alone in the world. Between that and jet lag, he was considerably off his game.

"I'm Arthur," he said, extending his hand. It seemed like the polite thing to do.