"If you say so, dear."

She's a little uncertain on the whole thing, but she's willing to believe him if he's convinced. A couple sips too many of faerie wine is just as valid of an explanation, really.

She smiles anyway. He's comfortable.

"I like this Mother much better than your other one."

And Louisa doesn't particularly have to like her - she can handle sisters either way. Parents are far more terrifying things.