Should, being the operative word. Marlow could only let out a laugh, a puff of hopelessness materialized into a smoke of ice. "Curiosity beat out logic," she said. "I'm not proud of it." The complete opposite, actually. Ariadna had warned her to be careful before this, but it still very much applied here now. She had no place in this hunt, no way to protect herself if something were to happen.
That, plus the stress of the past several days and of the ones ahead, put a knot in her chest. She squeezed Ariadna's hand and shuffled closer to her. "Have you seen Margo?" she asked hopefully. They had planned to stick together, but somehow lost each other in the chaos.