Sorry, wizard, there's nothing he cares about more then kids. The news that there's more then one and that they're all still here makes his heart clench. He takes several steps towards her, closing the distance between them as he takes an anxious breath.

"Where are they? Are they okay? Wh... what was happening?" he asks all three questions in quick succession, trying to keep the anxiety out of his voice. He needs to help them, especially if they're still suffering. Fuck all this stupid wizard shit if there are kids getting hurt.