After his question, Leila seemed to be contemplating hard. Her expression was that of someone contemplating whether to jump into shark-infested waters or stay on land. So, Vyan—the apparent shark—remained silent, giving her space to think.
"Okay," she began, "it's just hypothetical, but let's say, whatever you are up to goes sideways and you get caught. What happens to me?" she questioned, raising her eyebrow. "I can't afford to go down with you. I have a son and a husband to return home to."
"I can assure you, nothing will happen to you. Even if my highly improbable plan, which you apparently know so much about, does go sideways, and I—heaven forbid—get caught, I won't breathe a word about you. Not even under torture."
Leila hummed in that annoying way people do when they are clearly not convinced. "I need some time to think about it."