Paul set aside the Prophet that he was currently reading at that question from Regina. "I think we're all just doing, at this point," he said softly. The two girls were taking this worse than Paul, as he would have expected. Paul had seen too many things to....feel unease at this. He felt more unease at the two of them being given cursed objects because they were children. "But I'm fine." He smiled.

And Sam Tyler was here! Paul did not distrust her. She had been under some sort of enchantment, right? Allegedly, and Paul believed this. "I wouldn't mind at all. How are you doing, Sam? You're okay?" he asked gently. "We should all be out of here soon enough. I miss my dog. I do hope Wayland is feeding Zelda," he siiiighed. "I WISH I was allowed to have her in here," Moody eyes in the general direction of wherever Reed was.

"Regina, we should speak in private at some point," he croaked, too, in the headmistress' direction. "Not right now."