He's putting a lot of faith -- if that's even the correct word, it's not one he's used to, certainly -- in Michael's ability to catch on to plans half-formed and unspoken, but the guy's quick, and he comes over with a business-like stride, making Elsie quiver between them, her arm shaking in Wolfwood's hand.

There's a moment where he looks over her head at the other man, then nods.

"You're right. I'm sorry, Miss Van Linton. It's for the good of everybody. It's the only thing we can do."