[Being the naturally perceptive sort due in large part to her training, Pyrrha has gotten used to the sounds around the house by this point. It's easy enough for her to recognize familiar footfalls and identify who's about to enter a room based on the sound. The sound is unmistakably Chrom, but there's something... off about it. Even still, as he enters the kitchen, she turns around to greet him.]
Housemates prompt, 1/2
Oh, Chrom! How are-