They did not get out of his office.
This was not entirely surprising. Vanir had said it with the tone of a man who meant it and also knew it wasn't going to happen, and both things had been true simultaneously, and Gabriella had simply looked at him with the mild unconcern of someone for whom "get out of my office" was a suggestion rather than a directive.
She was still in the chair.
Sistene had moved to the window. She was looking out at the courtyard with the particular quality of someone who had elected to occupy a neutral corner while two other people resolved something she was not going to intervene in.
"I'm not telling you where Millarca is," Vanir said.
"You don't have to tell me," Gabriella said. "I already know she's at the Faust estate. I just wanted to see if you'd tell me yourself." She looked at the ceiling again. "You didn't. Interesting."
"Gabriella."
"Mm."
