( Where are you leading me, Break? It's a curious puzzle, and not the sort she was so often enmeshed in before here. People warped and wrapped in secrets and stories and things that kept them safe or isolated.

But she can understand one kind of request, or at least an implication. Oz wanted her silence on his incuse; something that would drag him down beyond everything if he and his friends didn't find the righting of it in time. What would a silence from Oz mean in turn? Not her own personal one, but something he could know, even while he couldn't?

Pandora's box. Sometimes you have to let it all go to realize how important the hope is that you hold. And hope, unlike the rest, didn't need to be locked away to stay. Hope for the best. )

Someone here? ( Or someone at home? Ada (if gone now), Gilbert, clearly not Break, could it be Elliot? No... maybe? Or others, people in Oz's thoughts, ones whose faces haven't shown in Exsilium. )

But Jack knows all that. Doesn't he? Because of anything Oz says -- or... ( she falls silent. something else niggles at her, only important because of what she holds back out of habit. ) Families do that, look like each other. Share names and all. So why point it out?