At the queen's question, A small shudder of fear ran through Barb. She did her best to hide it, but it had only been a week since she'd felt the monster grabbing for her. The memory alone was enough to give her nightmares, but so far she'd managed to move past that inevitable death she somehow escaped.
Relieved that Bea was answering, Barb just looked between the two royals, touched by the nice things Bea was saying, and slightly more in awe of her new friend.