The heavy feeling is worrying, though that expression is fleeting across Billie's own face before it settles back into general concern, her brow furrowed and her lips pursed into a thin line. It's a risk she took when she made the decision to chance the eel, there's no backing out of that now. She'll settle on nodding some as Tási explains, filing everything away to bring up again.

"I can't make any promises," Billie has to begin. It's tough to say as much to eyes like hers, to a sad song like that, but she has to. It'd be foolish otherwise. She does sound sympathetic, though. They've risked a lot coming out here to try and they've paid for it, too, that much is clear. "But I'll try. I can take it the Queen, tell her what you've told me."