"You've never been here before?" Wanekia asked. "No," Chloe said. "Your father won't fly. He never even told me about this place until he was delirious after that wound. I'm glad he did." "Do you think we'll make it?" Wanekia asked, obviously scared. "Do you think they'll come after us?" "We will make it, even if they do come after us, Wanekia," Chloe said. "I don't think they'll pursue us all the way, anyway. It's a long way to go." "Is Father going to be alright?" Wanekia asked, looking back at Martin again. "Yes, of course," Chloe said, not sure of her words. "He's been hurt worse before. The skinner is working." "It won't even estimate how long, though," Wanekia said. "It's done that before, too," Chloe said. "He'll be fine. We just need to get him someplace safe." "We could have gone back to England," Wanekia said. "We couldn't, and you know it," Chloe said. "The way things are going, they could trace us through Time and then we'd drag the Burnsides into this and they'd die. I won't do that."