While Deirdre makes her appearance, Mercy will emerge from the house herself, though she won’t kick up nearly as much of a racket. She’ll perch on Daud’s arm instead, letting him bring her to his chest and resting her head briefly against it to feel their hearts beat in time, before she turns her steady gaze to Billie and her animas.

“It looked like more than a few, from your trail,” Daud answers, as a statement, not a criticism. “But it wasn’t one of those who took you out in the end.”

That should be a question, but it’s really more of a deduction. She hadn’t seemed to show signs of injury until much later.