Victor was the calm type who seemed to think things through logically and step by step. Thomas was more apt to panic and scream and wail and not help anyone. He was just glad he hadn't cried on anyone yet, though he felt like it wasn't far away.
When Theseus finished smoking, Thomas hesitated for a moment. Then he pulled the boy in for another hug, this one more substantive than the last. "We have to find him, there's no other alternative," he said, attempting to reassure Theseus. If he was concentrating on that, he wasn't flipping out himself.