Tuck cast a sidelong glance at Scarlet, and though he was still shoving food into his mouth, his expression was concerned. He still hadn't seen the wound-
"Sweetheart, can I see it?" he asked warily. "Your cut? Once you've eaten, don't stop." Then he turned to Marian, "you never know- He left you down here not locked up." There were codes on the outside of all the cells too. "If he trusts you- You know he wants to. He might give you the run of the damn house." Tuck didn't see any other way of getting out of here. Not with Stutely here as well. It was hope anyway. A kind of a plan.