“What do you mean outer camps?” Kaiya demanded. “What do you mean weakened? You’re telling me you Atlanticans have known about this for weeks and not said anything?”
Jonathan avoided her gaze. “I assure you, miss, that I do not approve of this public relations strategy, as much as my superiors may believe they are minimising harm to the public psyche.”
Kaiya scoffed. This was so typical. Withholding information, treating the people like incapable, irrational idiots.
“I understand,” Tilda said, her voice measured as she glanced at Kaiya. “You have to forgive my friend. She is not particularly trusting of… people in your position.”
Jonathan nodded, meeting Kaiya’s glare. “I’ve noticed that. But I think I understand why. I’ve been learning about this Bennett character and the way people f
