Do not go Ferelden on me, [ a joke, because what she's about to say isn't: ] Harriman is your brother, and mine, and there are not so many of us left.

I would — sooner not lose that.

[ silence a moment, then, ]

Reed has needed to navigate politics before. Time will tell where he lands.

The rest, these others outside, we cannot blame them for not understanding. They are used to Circles as distant, hidden things. The war has eroded their trust. The Reds have. We need work harder and smarter than ever before to regain it. It is not fair; it never was. But it is necessary, and it is right.

We still have a duty by the people. Let us see it done.