[Ah, that seems sensible. Sarah's eyes sweep over the room again, this time a little more appraisingly.]

There's a few other buildings around here not quite so on fire but I don't think any of them are actual houses like this one.

[Her words are punctuated just in time by the sound of impact, a dull thud against a nearby wall like something has been thrown in a nearby room. She can't help but whip her head around at that sound, brows furrowed.

There are other noises too but those are more like... squawking? Like an angry bird trying to sing.]

... Sounds like we might have some occupants already.