His eyes narrow further at her assessment. She's not wrong, but he doesn't appreciate being corrected, and merely grunts briefly in response.

A prudent move, as it happens. She does know quite a bit, more than he could have sourced on his own in his immediate surroundings. So much the better. The mention of a little girl being responsible earns an arched brow, however.

"I would have doubts as well. How would a child locked away bring us here, without our being aware of such a thing?" His arms fold over his chest as he speaks, ignoring a spinning wheel that seems to have formed just in his peripheral vision, not far behind the white-haired woman.