"I'll arrange something," he nods. His face is a little more serious now though. His relaxed state from earlier gone. Worrying about the news he's just delivered, worrying about the fact there's apparently a rift spike over in Penarth, worrying about betraying a trust.

"Are you alright?" He asks, looking at her. He can see her mind ticking over, tell she's thinking, though about what he doesn't know. He can guess.