Thomas spotted Natasha, and slid in beside her, curious about her presence here, and figuring he'd go investigate. Besides, wasn't that what they were supposed to be doing here? Sweet talking vampires that weren't part of the nest? No matter that at the moment, he'd consider this the worst time to join, as the nest could no longer even offer her protection.

"I'm surprised to see you here. How are you holding up?"

After all, seeing how some of the vampires were feeding here...well, it was enough to make control feel more difficult to Thomas, so he couldn't imagine how it felt for Natasha. Granted, he'd accepted one of the offers himself, but he hadn't fed like some of the other vampires here. He didn't just take the blood, like someone grabbing an apple off a table. No, he'd chatted with some of the humans first, found one who was genuinely enjoying his company. He'd found the quietest place he could and only took a small meal, before buying some food for the lady he'd fed from. It had been necessary, though, if he wanted to keep his head on straight when so many seemed content to just grab and feed, not even bothering to try and be discreet about it.

He wasn't sure how Natasha held it together in the face of all of this.