Cecilia stared at him, mouth open, mind still reeling, but she didn't waste time prodding him for answers. Cecilia was willing to take the request and run with it, knowing she'd have answers soon enough. "Owen," she said. He'd said wholly and completely. For her, that was Owen. "And Oliver. He's on the council. I... I think I trust Kate, but I don't know her as well. I respect and like Erran, but I don't know him very well at all. My dealings with him have been entirely professional. I don't know him at all on a personal level."