Emet-Selch was just about to enjoy his first sip of the tea when the rattling can be heard.

"I'm not expecting anyone, and certainly not at this hour." Sitting the tea down with a sigh, he lifts himself up from the sofa, making his way through the living area and towards the door. Can't have anything nice around here, who is trying to bug them this time?

"If it's the miqo'te, I'm throwing her off." The most likely culprit, Megumi was fond of using anything but the front door when she tried to visit. His tone suggests that he likely is not joking with his threat. However when he throws the door open very ungracefully, the only thing to meet him are two beady yellow eyes and a mass of black feathers.

"...Huh."