"Who--" Herbert manages and then watches him open the eggspace and go in. So. Presumably? A Supervisor? He doesn't even know, and nobody's telling him whether or not Yukio is repossessed outside. But if that wasn't even another fae the whole time then he's not substantially safer anywhere, really, which is great. That feels great. This is all. Fine.

He stares flatly at Rita and Ignatius on the ground outside for a moment, and then starts over towards the door out of the tuck shop, lifting his tail up and around so that he can hold the end and run his thumb over the blade of the scalpel repetitively as he walks.

"If she's cast something on him you're aware that's not my speciality," he points out.