Outwardly, nothing happens -- there's no answer, no movement or sound from the house, period. Magically, on the other hand, there's definitely some kind of reaction, though Dylan can't put his finger on what, exactly. All he knows is that all at once, the hair on the back of his neck stands up and he can't shake the feeling he's being watched.

He tenses, that in mind, and from the corner of his mouth, mutters, "You feel that?"

She must.

At least they're not actively on fire, for their troubles?