Sonia purses her lips. There's no good way to deal with this, is there? It seems to have become a theme in her life these last ten years. She can't keep an eye on Miles, even though she has the urge to. It'd give her something useful to do, and the last thing she wants to see happen to this man is for him to be tossed out in the cold.

"Is there anyone here you think you can trust -- the other outsiders?"