The cave had gone quiet again, the kind of quiet that came after crying, when the body ran out of anything left to give it sound.
Penelope wiped her face with the back of her wrist and let out a slow breath. "I should get back. They'll wonder where I went."
'Before Host leaves,' Oddy said, 'there is something else Host should know. If it will help.'
"What is it?"
'Host remains anxious about the family's safety. About whether trust was placed correctly.' A pause, almost delicate. 'Host does not need to worry about betrayal from anyone under contract.'
Penelope frowned. "I know that. You told me before — no one can even speak about the space to outsiders."
