Jonathan
Alphonse enters the living room wandering the halls examining the interior design the architecture and all that primarily due not being in a Mansion in a very long time so it was a bit nostalgic. He remembers running through the halls with Anya and his other siblings as his mother yelled not to make sure to break anything a few days ago he would have thought the memeory to be sad, a time long since passed, but now he looks back at it with a smile on his face finding it to be happy. His siblings probobly will hate him for the fact that he hasn't wrote in so long , he chuckles and shivers at what he might think their reactions to be from tears to arguing to a mixture of both mixed with a few punches and biting.
Barry
Turning off her phone, Raven sighed. Though she was in no way deterred from her original thoughts, her logic being called into question had been something new for her. Not many had the audacity to call her out, much less in public, and the woman found herself wrestling with her thoughts in her head, wondering if there was any truth behind what the guy had said. Though he was undoubtedly rude... Though she did find something admirable about the way he acted. For someone who she was sure had never met Allister, he wasted no time defending him. 
Must be nice for that boy. Always, *Always* Having *Someone* There for him.

Raven huffed, throwing open the door to the living room and sitting down on a couch. There was another in here, but she didn't bother acknowledging him. (She didn't know it was Alphonse, since she never did see his face.) It had been quite the day already, and wanting to relive her stress, even if it was by a small amount, she pulled out her book and went back to reading it. An old history book of Magveil to be precise. The region she wasn't born in, but it might as well be more of a home to her than Galar ever was.

After too long spent glancing at the man on the other side of the room, Raven simply shut her book, crossed her arms, and without looking at him asked, "What are you doing?"
Jonathan
Alphone's thoughts were ripped from the memories as he was asked the question by the woman infront of him. He raised an eyebrow questioingly at her wondering what she wanted. "Just looking around? Is that a problem?" He asked a bit annoyed at having his actions be questioned especially by someone he doesn't know. He tries to hide his annoyance though it's still there but not as palpable.
Barry
"Not at all," Raven said, slowly turning away from him. She could tell he was pissed off, maybe because of literally just now, or maybe because of something earlier that day. But with how distracted he looked, she guessed that latter. Squinting she frowned at him, slowly uncrossed her arms and leaned forward. "Hmm..."
Had she seen this guy before? Well, no. She remembered everyone she'd met since the day of arrival, and her certainly wasn't one of them. At least not as far as she knew.