Grigori's arm dropped back to the side as the unexpected guest took a moment to mope about his misfortune. If nothing else, the noble's depression didn't seem to stop him from copping an attitude with what was likely the first friendly face he'd seen in a while. Grigori just shrugged it off, though. He'd learn nothing if he lost his temper and fed this man to the wolves before having a long chat with him. "Well, I don't know about counts or adjustants or any o' that fancy stuff, but I know you're ill-dressed for the weather. You can rest by the fire back at my place while we discuss your perdicament." It was then that he felt an emotional ping from Anna that signified she'd found food. She knew better than to leave the cave after being ordered in there, so it seemed likely that someone had started cooking in the cave. "We got somethin' cookin' if yer hungry."