"It's Diana. You're from far-away, too? What's home like?" To the humans, it would be only so much chittering, but that was a sociable sound; very different from the cheep Zeran knew was a sign of distress.

"Thank you." Inside was... notably cooler than outside, so Clarence kept his coat on. As he passed by Trevor to make for the living room, Trevor would feel the chill that surrounded him; not anything awful, but a sphere of significantly colder air. "Lemonade or the like would be wonderful, please, if you have some or something similar?"

He paused to regard his shadow, his sheet ghost, his two floating Unovan friends. "Anything for you?"