Part of it rings true. Makes sense. What could we possibly do to change things? Miranda nods slowly, coming around to Apollon's way of thinking, even though she doesn't like it. For a second, I think maybe he's right. Maybe this is the only logical way to see it. Then, Apollon glances at Jonas. A quick glance. That's all. It's enough.

  "I guess that's true," I say, making my voice as even as possible.

  Neveah's eyes dart up and fix on my face for the first time. She holds my gaze for a moment, expressionless. She knows they're hiding something, too.

  Jonas is looking at me again now, too, and I think, maybe, I'm seeing a hint of relief. "It is," he agrees. "I don't like it either, but it is."

  I nod thoughtfully. "OK," I say. "Let's just focus on food."

 

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