Tom turned to face the woman and was immediately struck by her expression: Pale, and almost breathless with her hand twitching to where most people carried their wand. "Excuse me," he questioned with a touch of ire, unsure what she was talking about or even who she was. The ignorance was not pleasing to Tom, especially as he was still clueless about how he had been brought to this place. Feeling a little more confident when she did not have a wand drawn, he took a step forward and raised himself to his full height. "Who are in Merlin's name are you?"