Early in the morning the next day, they gathered in the living area to discuss the plan. It had barely been ten minutes of sitting there but, Lucy was already giving Davina a headache. "Why can't you just say it?" Davina asked for the tenth time that morning wit, and the latter ignored yet again.
Lucien, being the ever-so-gentle peacemaker, decided to step in before the matter escalated. "Davina, there are some things we can't say." He spoke gently, trying to reason with her.
"I understand that. It's just..." Davina hesitated. "I can't go into this without knowing what to expect. I have to look out for myself too and to do that, I need to know the full extent of what is going on."
"We won't let anything happen to you. You have my word."
