[Elizabeth realized, a little late, that she might have opened up something that was more depressing than it was worth. At least when she had been alone in Luceti, no one had deliberately pointed out that she was alone. And perhaps it was different because Elizabeth was entirely used to being alone. Not that she enjoyed it...]

[After a moment of hesitation, Elizabeth reached out and lightly rested her hand on Robert's elbow.] Well I'm not your sister by any stretch, but I'm here for both you and Mr. DeWitt. I owe you at least that much, for the whistle.