[ and he isn't about to answer that, just gives Ten a look like 'well duh' because, does he like knives... he does shrug though at what he does with them.]

Throwing, carving, looking at. They are interestin' ya know? I like collecting em too. [ a hum when Ten throws the dagger, clearly impressed in some capacity because, well, it isn't easy to throw a knife despite what people seem to think. the Creature gives him a quirk of a smile.] Don't think the house can feel much, it's full of magic yeah but-- no life. Not in its bones at least.

[ death, yes. there are spectres and ghosts and things tied in this house that Leviathan can only begin go understand, but then again, it makes sense that he wasn't sent to just any old place. this place... this place is enough magic to hold the binding on him firm, even if he was to find a way to undo it himself.]

Mmm, yeah somethin' like that. Not sure what else 'm suppose t'do though, not like I have many other abilities than killin'.