[Yes, but messes run against the grain of Henry's good sense. He's a neat and careful individual, a trait that she's likely picked out during their time forced to share an abode. It's no surprise that the first thing he does is find a broom to sweep up bits of scattered cereal across the kitchen floor, whether or not Amelia cares about it right now.]

You're asking me... what strange things I've noticed, you mean.

[Sweep sweep sweep.]

Nothing on the same scale of a lizard man trying to raid the fridge, I promise you that.