[ That's curious. Elena blinks, furrows her brows. Does that mean he's in charge of this somehow, or...? What qualifies him to make that decision? It makes sense to be cautious, but - ] Then who are you supposed to tell? [ One of her shoulders comes up; the question is loaded with her doubts, more rhetorical and searching than anything else. But he doesn't have a reason to trust her either, and so she presses her lips together, exhales. ] 'In'? 'In' like there's a jail here? [ Hah. ]