It had been a moral imperative to be there, Republic City. Whatever that was. "They would have imprisoned him, I think, and left me no recourse."

A city run by kidnappers and hostage-takers, with the police doubtless colluding with them. It sets that cold anger burning in her. There's nothing she can do, she reminds herself. That isn't really her.

Lisa lays her other hand over Arnold's. She doesn't like to show a whole lot of affection in public, even if it doesn't seem like anyone's watching. "Oh, sweetie. Sometimes I think you're too good for me."