"We don't have a lead on anything otherwise," he says as he glances back at her, "and think about it. They let us leave just now. We could run off. That wasn't something that was allowed in Luceti. I don't trust them either but they did not confine us. But the question is, why. That's something I'd like to know."

He can tell she's upset, but he doesn't do anything to comfort her. She'd have to face whatever reality that had struck her so, so he continues on, walking and weaving through the wood to their destination.