Daine stands very still, her eyes unfocused, feeling hot and cold by turns. She'd trusted them. She'd brought folk in - they wouldn't even know who Jay was if she hadn't found him, and maybe ROMAC wouldn't have been any better to him, but they might not have been any worse, either. And if she hadn't brought them Jay, they wouldn't have known about Tim.

Tim is in a cage because of her.

She barely hears what Jay's saying. It's far off, it doesn't matter, it's nothing she doesn't already know. But Seth's talking as if he knows where they imprison folk, and she tilts her head a little towards him, her gaze still boring into the middle distance. "You know where they'd have him?" Her voice sounds a little odd, almost as far-off and distant as Jay's. Oh, well. That's not important, either. The only important things are getting Tim out of whatever cage they've put him in, and making sure they never cage anyone else again. Ever.