"Yes," she says, smiling even as she scrubs her cuff over her eyes, "he would be. So he found her...I'm glad. I'm so glad."

She takes a deep, shaky breath, even though it sends a sharp pain through her side. "And...you're sure? There is no chance the Hunt can trail me here?" She glances at Lan Wangji, silent and watchful at the end of the bed, Bichen sheathed in his hands.

"Lan Wangji said that if I couldn't see the door, I might be...stuck here. If that's true and the Hunt can find me after all –"

She breaks off and shakes her head. If Dr. Ford saw, then she knows. It isn't worth saying aloud.