"She got her-- her coat?" Thomas didn't seem entirely placated, but he did sit down with Greta rather than darting off to search the coastline for the little girl. "Oh the-- you mean she's out there?"

He gestured at the ocean, a bit in awe. Saoirse had her coat - did that mean she was a little seal now? He squeezed Greta's hand when she apologized.

"It's alright, I'm sure it took all you had to make her wait at all. I'll see her when she comes out again," he said, offering Greta a smile to assure her he wasn't upset. Maybe a bit uncertain, but not upset.