"And you think these tunnel dwelling murderers'll tell me if they've killing my bloke?" she asked.
No it wasn't what he'd said, but she was fucking terrified here, and that tended to make her even more defensive than she normally was. She was kind of like a wounded animal, leashing out.
"It's been almost a month," she said. In some ways it was no time at all, not long enough for her to be losing it quite so badly she was sure, but long enough. And yeah he could have been anywhere by now. How the hell was she meant to find him.
"In this situation he would, yeah," she said. "We were with people, before but...I don't know if they're still together or not."