Ve’s eyes move from Lucas to Ezra. He is also looking straight at her, but his expression is completely different. His eyes are wide, Ve has never seen him this way. He looks genuinely frightened. His eyes, his mouth, his body language all uttering a silent plea for help, and it is all directed at her.
There is nothing she can do at this stage. He knows that as well as she does, but it doesn't stop him trying one more time. He mouths the words. He knows that she can read lips because it was one of the tricks they shared in the camp.
‘Do you think I deserve to die?’
Ve looks at him, she wants to pretend that she lost the skill because this is not a discussion she wants to have. She is firm in her choice not to help him.
‘None of us do, but we all will one way or the other’
Ve doesn't w
