Thomas noticed as Sophia took note of his coming presence, donning a friendly smile as he did so. As he approached his posture relaxed, and he took a seat next to Sophia. "My lady," Thomas said, nodding and acknowledging Feril, "Your grace." Thomas turned towards Sophia and nodded. Thomas was trying his best to ignore the fact that part of his face was covered in a white eye wrap, and figured it best if he simply didn't refer to it at all, "How are you fairing?, Princess?" Thomas asked, with a concerned tone. Everything that had happened had created a habitat dangerous, and traumatizing, for children. Thomas felt remorse, as he remembered that Sophia had seen what he had down. Before Thomas could add anything else, Gareth approached, and placed a hand on Sophia. Thomas smirked slightly as it appeared Gareth refused to acknowledge his presence. "Hello, Gareth. I've heard you've recently became a squire of the Order. Congratulations!" Thomas said, smiling as he did so, "It's been a while since we've talked." He added, as he took a glance at Feril from across the table, the fact he only had one operating eye making it slightly more obvious, before then turning his gaze back on Gareth.