[ Wryly: ] I might have some idea, yes. [ She shakes her head slightly, as if dismissing a thought that still clings to her like cologne. ]

But, [ she takes the finishing bite of her biscuit, takes the time to close her eyes to enjoy it before turning to look at Alina, ] what's our alternative? I much prefer to change hearts than stop them. I'd rather work with the people who've been living here three years and have easy access to the chamber which 'hatched' us than strike out on my own. That said, it's an honest question. If you have alternatives, I'll listen.