Thomas' eyes narrowed as he looked at her. He had seen her in action. That house of hers had demanded coming along as much as he had thought it would be good to bring it. He always wanted to make sure those he brought had homes to go to after all; he wanted them happy. This one and that crone both seemed at odds with the homes he'd brought for them.
"Yes?" The answer seemed safe enough. Thomas gave her a once over and supposed he should follow with "Are you okay?"
The one called Beauty would probably have been proud. Perhaps. He was concerned that he had acted rashly with that bird woman, but he knew she should have been thankful. He wasn't going to go back and apologize for what he knew was true.