Michael knows his answer wasn't good enough, and he knows his answer for this question won't be either. He wishes he knew all these truths, for both of them. He wishes he knew what Lee kept hearing in the walls. Sometimes, when she's not looking, he tries to listen. It scares him that he never hears anything.
“Where would their body go?” he says, focusing on a more certain mystery. “Do you think anyone would go out there and find them?”