It's been at least a century since Ernest had any guests in his dwelling. He followed you silently as you crept through the halls. Ernest wondered why you were here; he wasn’t really planning on hurting you if you were willing to be polite. Besides, it’s been a long while since Sense he has sat down with a guest for tea time.   “How curious… Little mortal, why have you come here?” He asked, suddenly appearing behind you and whispering it into your ear.