"Well 'twas rude of your mother," Harry says idly. "Knowing Maleficent, really." EQ should have known better. Not that Harry would say that to the woman's face, she kind of scares the pee out of him, but Evie's probably safe.

"Still loud," he mutters, letting her go ahead of him since that seems to be so important to her.

He relaxes fractionally when he hears the sounds of party ahead, and shoots a cocky grin at her as he strides ahead.
"See, Princess? Nothing to worry about."