"Not to you, no," Sonia agrees without hesitation, and she catches that odd look on Byerly's face. Her own smile doesn't falter at all, but she puts a bare hand to his face, stroking her thumb over his cheek. "You don't belong here. That's where you belong."

But she settles back against him without complaint and hums thoughtfully. "I'm not sure yet. A showing would be nice, I suppose, though I don't have the faintest idea how to set one up in...well, these conditions."