Quiet, unlike the other times, Mhairi isn't tearing at a doughnut, sipping at her coffee or doing any other fidgeting.
"I know."
A nod, sad, understanding but resolute.
"If...if what we have planned doesn't work. If going to ground doesn't work. If the lizard's going to be a shadow over the 'hold forever...maybe leaving this to Summer. Going to war. Is the right thing to do."