"Well, that sounds unfortunate," Dren remarks blandly, then ignores the continuing repetition and eyes the house. There's something off about it, more than just the fact that it's got these poor people out front.

He wonders briefly if he could get any more information out of the jabbering man. For example, if 'she' is in trouble, or if 'she' is the trouble. It's not exactly an easy task to get information from hysterics though. He knows that from experience. And he does so dislike hard work...

He shrugs. "Eh, what's the worst that could happen? ...Something horrible, no doubt." He smiles to himself wryly. Then he finally notices Sebastian. "Hey there, you're not having a fit of hysterics. Do you have any idea what's going on here?"