When she spoke to Pete and Levi, it was once the quietest breath of a whisper she may want to control so Mark wouldn't hear it. "You both need to go straight back to Tryson once I leave. He's… he's going to be falling apart. He doesn't have faith Lhars yet. He'll want you."
"Diane ," Levi sighed, casting a darkish seem to be at Mark. "Are you certain?"
"Utterly," she said, shaking her head and rubbing Levi's wide arm. "This is our solely chance. I can persuade them to let the females go, or analyze how we will steal them back. I'm sure of it."
Pete's face did not move, but she should feel his skepticism. She was grateful that the man did not supply voice to his thoughts. She did not want to fear Levi any more than he already was.
"You two need to make certain Tryson would not hurt hims
