Silo looked at Vael, walking beside him across the compound yard, taking in everything with the careful comprehensive attention of someone mapping an unfamiliar space.
*"Second kind,"* he said, and turned off the comm.
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He put her in the east building's smallest room — the one with the good lock and the window that faced the compound rather than the street, so she could see in rather than out. Not a cage. An orientation point.
She stood in the middle of the room and looked at it and didn't ask for anything, which told him exactly as much about her recent history as anything she could have said.
He found clean clothes from the stores they kept. Left them on the chair without comment.
She looked at the clothes. Then at him.
"Thank you," she said.
"I'll get you food."
"I'm not hun
