"Good," she says, and she doesn't have to think about it. Hilmi reminds Ilde of home in all the worst ways, growing up in Florence before the storm came, and while it's true that she never tried to have that conversation because she knows she's not equipped it's equally true that it has never occurred to her that he might even understand what she could try to say. Why would he, when he's never had to?

The world goes to hell and the enclave sleeps segregated because of what happens in a world like that and all Hilmi thinks is about how unfair it is that he has to sleep further out because there should be some place in their hellhole of a world where the enclave's women can feel safe. Sonja carved that space out and that's the only way Ilde's ever seen it done. Men don't understand, but it doesn't matter because they'll do what Sonja says or-- you know. Or else.

(Jae is slightly revelatory, in that way.)