[One would think once Sarah has let go of an uncomfortable laugh she might like any rational or normal person and be even more uncomfortable thanks to Bigby's huffy reaction, complimented by his frown. That would make sense, yes?

Naturally that's not Sarah though. She seems momentarily surprised all over again by his question, brows rising a bit -- and then she snorts. She looks off to one side quickly, bringing her formerly offending hand up to her mouth to cover the entertained grin that rises up. And maybe to stifle back the response she really does want to give to that question. Oh Sarah, that would not be a good idea right now. Goddamn it's tempting though.

Once he taps on the paper though Sarah looks back and directs her gaze down to the paper, hand still up to her mouth for a moment more. She does lower it after a moment though, having drank in those words when she heard them and now doing so again. Her expression mulls and her own tone is matter of fact.]

They are, unfortunately. You can't blame a lot of them though. If they came here like a lot of us did, thinking it was all to help their world.

[There's a touch of sadness on that last part. She can really feel for those people because... well, even she felt somewhat sad for the Emperor during their talk. Even if she equally felt hoodwinked by her well-meaning intentions delivered to a wolf and not royalty.]

Then again, there is that saying about the path to hell being paved with good intentions.