His words make her laugh. A sharp, somewhat bitter laugh. Because, well, she's been thinking that this entire time, and she's realised something far more important.

"I think the word 'impossible' is more appropriate." If anyone from Redbright or the Night Council finds out what she's doing, she will be permanently marked. Any hope of studying at the Institute will be gone forever. Probably always has been for being a Widdowson, regardless of what Sylvia had said. "But... yeah. I know."

It still has to be done. She has to do it.