"I know. I mean, I already knew that, mostly." She gives Henry a small, terse smile and offers, "The man who actually did the killing has...sort of a thing for my mom."

"A Lynch, not universally liked?" she quips, but shuts herself up and frowns, because here's a part of the story she doesn't know and feels as though she should. "You were kidnapped?"

She blinks, suddenly aware of quite a lot of truth she hasn't been in on before, and pieces start fitting themselves together in her mind. "No, of course I won't," she says back softly. It seems a little unfair, to lie to Ronan, but Declan isn't here, anyway, and there's nothing made better by him knowing, here in Darrow, not really. But quite a few things that could be worse.