She could, actually. But Phaedra wasn't trying to.
"A year and a half," she said. "The original group, it was January. 2013."
Her expression said a lot. It clearly said she was part of that group.
No, no I can't...
Strangely, something about hearing this and the words that came next really hurt Phaedra's chest.
"We're still looking for a way out," she said. "I think eventually this will backfire on the ones that took us. There is a lot of raw power and anger in the people... beings... taken."
And they were all united against their captors.
She got up to get the boiling water and turn it into coffee.