He nodded his thanks at the hand, and the support. It was needed. "Not as yet, I've just got back from the fields, and sent for the help. I was tryin' to think about what to say to him. I mean," He sighed. "You heard about the train that went missing? All them folk as went to help with the fire. Upped and disappeared. An' poor ol' Bill, an' the earthquake, the fissure, the mechanical noises underground, the unseasonable warm. I don't know, Leo. I like the Mayor. My gut feeling about the man. God, Leo, I'd just hate to be wrong about him, but. I can't help but wonder. He chose LeChance to be here. Who do I turn to, Leo? This is in strict confidance, you understand?"