Tom looked at her calmly, waiting for her to finish. Evidently, Alistair hadn't gotten very far at all with this one. He looked over at the master, and inclined his head respectfully.<br/><br/>"Sir, may I be excused from the table for a moment? Dealing with this one will not be quiet, I fear, so it may be best to so so where I will not disturb dinner."<br/><br/>Tom's voice was calm, as was his face. His arm reached over to grab hers, preparing to drag her out of the room.