[Thank fuck for that. The biggest weight off his chest. Jet just knows. He always knows. Ghoul sucks in a sharp breath and scrubs both hands over his face, nodding solemnly. She's safe. She's out. He didn't get her.]

See... I thought that, too. But now I'm not so sure. Party won't face it, won't believe it. Just refuses. The Kid remembers, he knows. I just ain't fuckin' sure. Don't know what this is.