"Yeah, and what a comfort that is," Rowan deadpans. He shifts in his seat, leaning forward onto his knees as he considers the group gathering around them. It's not an insignificant number. Both comforting and unsettling.

"What do you think they are going to tell us?" he wonders. "Don't worry, we have this under control, this'll all fade away with time."

Does he want it to fade away? ...Yes.