Persephone meets his eyes, then looks away, tugging a lock of hair forward. Twining it around her fingers, she bites her lip.

"I am aware. I know she's not actually--I just don't want her to get caught up in this. And if I pretend she can avoid it by just being smart enough, who would blame me."

She gives the ceiling another look and sighs.

"It must know how tall we are somehow. I feel like you could make it infinitely tall if you could actually exploit that."