“He is here! I thought, I⁠—”

“Who?”

“ S- , a second ago, in the crowd.”

The ends of the thin coal-black, brows moved to the temples⁠—a smile like a sharp triangle. I could not see clearly why she smiled. How could she smile?

“But you understand, I-330 , don’t you, you understand what it means if he, or one of them is here?”

“You are funny! How could it ever enter the heads of those within the Wall that we are here? Remember; take yourself. Did you ever think it was possible? They are busy hunting us there ⁠—let them! You are delirious!”