"Doesn't it. I'm tempted to tell them to buzz off. It's not exactly - my situation probably isn't steady enough for that." Yvette shifts to pick up her phone to scroll past the messages on it. "What about you? It worries me that we're looking into some missing kid. Sounds like a get the cops involved thing, not your blackmailed flunkies."

She's honestly a little tired, but - until they get out of the stop and go traffic she probably can't drift off yet. Which knowing her luck, she'll wake up when they park at some store to grab coffee for the morning without knowing when she fell asleep.

Damian's telling her about talking to Feuilly. Apparently it went well. Lightning storm in Paris IV, unfortunately, is not. He sounds shaky in his writing.