She nods solemnly. There's not much to add to that speech. But she trusts Verity's judgment, so it's good to hear her friend concur with her reasoning.

The elevator they step into is pretty spacious, though they're the only passengers for the moment. It's well-lit, too - perhaps the architects wanted to have mercy on any claustrophobes. Blaze doesn't let the silence last any amount of time: bad enough they have to stand in a box for minutes on end.

"Not far now. How's your arm?" she asks, as they start dropping.