[Braxiatel doesn't move either. He just looks at Iussus, watches him.] I asked not just where we are, but what planet we're on. What year we're in. If you thought Luministi to be what it is presenting itself as, you would have responded with shock. Surprise. Confusion. Twenty-first century Earth and I'm talking about other planets and time travel? You'd think I was mad, and I doubt you'd keep quiet about it. So you know Luministi is not what it seems.

But you also know that the 'new residents' don't know. That, whatever Cal's program is, the people in it are taken without their knowledge or consent. Because if you know that Luministi isn't what it looks like, and if you aren't somehow complicit in it, then why not tell me the truth when I reveal that we neither know nor agree to be here? If you weren't complicit in it, you would have responded directly to what I said, but you didn't. You stepped around the issue and moved on.

So. Whatever happens next, to us or to this town, because of the program - and I know you think that program has something to do with it, even if you aren't sure what - you're a part of it. You allow it to happen by playing to script.

[He clasps his hands together and shows half of a smile.] But you can ask me about the night of the second murder, if you'd rather talk about that.