"Ah," he murmurs in acknowledgement, turning his gaze away from her and considering the situation again. He wishes he'd been fast enough, trusting enough, to convince the others before Four...

It's just not fair. None of this is. He shakes a couple more boxes in silence, making a stack beside him of the ones he's already checked.

"How did you make them?" he asks eventually, smiling over his shoulder at her. "What do they look like?"