"I suppose I'll just give myself over to the Corporation," he said. "I'll tell them I was waylaid—maybe they'll believe it."
"Maybe? Just only maybe?"
He shrugged a little. "I don't know. I've never been in trouble like this before. I just don't know."
"What they going to do to you, you give up to them?"
"I don't know that, either."
Her eyes suddenly looked far off. "Me, I got an idea. Maybe get both of us some place."
He looked at her quickly. "What do you mean?"
Her gaze came back from the distance, and her eyes focused squarely on his. "The Misfits," she said in her flat voice. "We could go to the Misfits."