Julia walked inside the house and she sat down next to Leva. "Thank you..." she said quietly to the man who had ushered them in. She kept her arms around Leva, rubbing Leva's right shoulder as she looked around the area. Paintings... it was a hall of paintings and artifacts; and it was quite Victorian and gloomy inside the house. She blinked and then she looked over at Leva. "Don't worry, Leva. We'll get a phone and then we can call for the agency and get someone to come pick us up." she said, smiling nervously at her before she continued to look around.