"I think the food's safe. Mouse didn't seem to be concerned." He put a lot of faith in one boy and his dog, he knew, but he also knew Mouse wouldn't steer Harry wrong. Mouse was much more than a dog, and Harry was much more than just a boy. Thomas sighed, and moved tot he food cart, to see what was there.
"I don't want to jinx it Justine, but I think you're free." Last he'd seen her, she'd been something just short of catatonic. He'd done that to her. he'd nearly killed her. He was certain he had killed her. No one should have been able to survive what he'd done to her. Shame only made the beast stronger, under his skin.
He took a bite of bread off the tray, but it did nothing to quell the rush of blood in his ears.