Well, this is going to be fun. A child and someone who felt it necessary to carry their weapon within their own residence out in the open. Ratchet raises an eyebrow slowly at both of them before closing the door behind him. This is the right place; he checked. Wouldn't it just be easier if all of the team could live together like they already did?

Bearmon would, like Lucette, take the lead for his Chosen. "Morning, everyone! Sorry to intrude, but we only just showed up yesterday. It's nice to meet you!"

Ratchet doesn't look like he feels the same way, wary of everyone and everything in this new world.