The Penthouse floor was blessedly empty, and Ella looked left and right before moving to the stairs to the Deluxes. "If I can travel, I'll go," she said honestly. "The men came, Sissy, and every time one of them talked I saw things behind my eyes. A noose, tape, a knife. I could hear his voice," she said, starting to shudder slightly, vines trailing behind them and winding about the railing soundlessly. "I want Daniel to be able to live and be free" and not drink.