Owen rubbed Juliet's shoulders to try to create some heat through friction. He wished he could wrap his arms around her for warmth but his cold body would only make it worse. He brought Juliet by the fireplace to warm and called out for some fresh rose tea. "Feel free to call for me anytime you'd like to explore, it's easy to get lost around here when you're not familiar with it." He brushed his fingers gently through her hair and kissed her forehead.<br/><br/>"But if you want the history of this place, you've come to the wrong person. I forgot all that decades ago," he said, reverting to his indifferent ways. Suddenly, he blushed at the realisation of what he had said. He wondered how much the girls were told about his family, whether they actually knew that they were brought to a house full of vampires, he didn't want to scare her away immediately. "...I mean, figuratively. I'm not old or anything." Edmund blushed even more as he tried to rectify his previous statement which only made him even more tongue tied. He sighed and checked Lucy's expression with pitiful eyes.