Greg stares, still bewildered by the idea. He isn't? There is? At some point Greg had accepted the idea there was nothing they could keep from Edward Blanche, nothing that went on in their lives he didn't have a camera or crony watching, or even whatever terrifying magic he has on his side. Her affirmation is slow to process in his mind.

"How are we supposed to learn any more, though...?" It only ever seems like details come forward at their expense.