Queenie doesn't need to wait for Tina to stop. She did so almost as soon as her sister began speaking, turning slightly as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Tell that to Percival, was what caught her off guard and for a moment she doesn't register the rest of what her sister said.

Her brow arched in question. "You won't be getting any of us in trouble and it's not as if we can't handle ourselves," She retorted, leveling her gaze-- lips tugging into a frown, "I've talked to him, too. I coulda turned him away and I didn't." She left it brisk, of course, but even for Tina she couldn't find the will to be unfriendly to the man.

"Mister Graves can't fault us for what we gotta do around her," She continued, brow arching questioningly further on her head-- The question there but unspoken: Percival?