A slight nod follows when the girl replies, and the two turn away from the squall, heading back up the beach towards the house that this female human called home, the one that had been pointed at with a thumb by her. A porch light was on, so it was easy to see the house, even with the sky filled with clouds and darkening the last of the sunlight behind their angry volume. He wondered if she was worried about her neighbors, as they too were suffering from the onslaught of the heavy downfall; and he could see that many of the buildings people called home were already taking damage, some lost shingles, others with broken windows, yard furniture was tossed about. Trees and plants uprooted and sent flying everywhere.<br/><br/>Following slightly behind, they approach the house, and go up to the back porch. The door was opened, and even from there the blue haired male could feel the warmth and dryness coming from inside. He glances sideways at the girl when she said guests first, and a faint smile forms, before a slight hesitation in his movements, and then he goes inside. Once she too was in as well, he turns to look at her.<br/><br/>“Thank you for sheltering me. It was certainly kind of you. By the way, you may call me Ethan.” He wasn’t quite sure if he should tell her his real name, which was Ecthelion, but Ethan was close enough. “What may I call you?” He reaches out a hand in greeting, a kind look on his face.