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Rebecca turns, her mouth open at that. "Oh." She shakes her head, thinking about it, and decides that, no, that isn't actually that surprising. "Of course she did," she says. "You didn't see her when she was trying to find you. She charged through Scotland Yard like a fucking herd of elephants to get them to help, then told off the SWAT team until they let her go into that man's house with them. She would do anything to keep you safe."