Lea nods, her voice as reassuring as she can make it without dipping into 'patronizing' (being little doesn't mean Sabrina won't notice). She doesn't talk to her like a baby, and even though this place is worlds apart from home, it's hard to forget the faces of the children who stayed on the estate.

The ones no one knows about, the ones that could still be in the facility on Baffin Island. Or dead. Or worse.

"We saw someone he was hurting, but we didn't know it at the time, so we came here. We're going to do what we can to try to change something here. I promise."

Lea pauses.

"But we might need your help. Will you do that?"

Sabrina doesn't waste a lot of time in agreeing. "Yes." Something causes her to hesitate, though, as though she is remembering. "But I don't want to get into trouble..."

"In trouble with the bad man?"

"Uh-huh. This place is his house. He wants to make it bigger and I'm not supposed to get in the way, or else."