Gideon flails her arms a bit more. "There was a plan?" Gideon asks. "Why are the smart ones so so stupid?" No one's plans worked. She's sure Ianthe didn't even have a plan. That could be why it 'worked' so to speak. She sighs. "As you can see," she gestures toward herself, "did not work. You had a perfectly alive body to go back to last I saw. I kept the lights on." She crosses her arms and wishes she had something to lean back against.

"I asked you for one thing." She's angry. She knows being here means nothing can be done about it. Tell that to her heart. She will take another hoard of space bees if it means Harrow lives at the end.