Erin takes a deep breath, understanding stealing over her like the night. Echoes of things others said to her, talking about the youngbloods aboard in particular, roll through her thoughts. Erin opens her mouth to repeat them, and then shuts it with a thoughtful expression.

"...You didn't ask me here as your peer in Spring. You asked me here as someone who's been in their care - some of the Blackbirds' most intensive care, not to lapse into habits of being my own enemy. Am I near the mark, Ossie?"