I nod, mostly because I don't know what else to say. What else can we do, Father? Poor Eve and the Captain can't really control what they're doing, no more than I could control being turned back into a Little Sister while you were still here. This place leaves us with so little control sometimes, it frightens me.

But there is another pressing matter, "Juno, about what you just saw, about what I can do... I didn't mean to lie, exactly, and I haven't, but...."