Sorry, Peridot, he doesn't so he's just playing it all by ear. They're probably doomed.

"We would go on our way, I think, out of your way," Childermass answers honestly, at least. He looks back towards the rest, frowning at Shima and Rin as they stumble in, though less out anger and more out of adding them to this entire consideration.

"These ones, at least, are owned by a fae unaligned with either Court. They are better left to their master."

Why bother with someone else's tools, right?