He nodded. "I didn't say they had to," he said. "I said they seem to think they need to. There's a bloody difference, mate."
Cath looked him straight in the eye. "I know the captain's the one who ordered all this hush hush rubbish," he said. "They've told us not to tell the passengers shite either. Which makes me think it's even worse than even we've been told."
He took a drink of his beer. "How many are really gone, mate?" he asked bluntly. "Is it as bad as they've been speculating?"