Corran followed the two into the house, though he slipped, having to use the walls as support, trying to get himself to stand upright again. His feet were wet, and the tile floor wasn't helping very much for him. After a little bit, he tried to walk again, though walking a bit awkward due to the flooring. Eventually he made it into the living room, which had carpet and was rather interesting to him. Soft, in a way on his feet. Corran looked around the room for a bit, seeing a lot of antique things on shelves, tables, and bookcases. He slowly started to make his way over to a glass cabinet that held some valuables in. He placed his hands against the glass, staring into it at the valuables and antique things. The main question now, where were they going to keep him at?