"I'm staying," Quincy said suddenly.
"This isn't the time to argue about this," Evelyn said in a low voice. "Ronan and I can protect ourselves, but if we go into The Undercity, what about the people outside? The first problem is food and water. If I'm not here, what will they eat? Are we just going to let nearly forty thousand people starve to death out here?"
"Then we'll all stay outside together. Everyone says we should share weal and woe. I'm not about to hide behind you two and enjoy that kind of safety. Mr. Graham, please take care of Zoe for me."
Quincy was dead set on staying outside. No one could persuade him otherwise.
Zoe stared at him with wide, hopeful eyes, seeming to know this would be a long separation. She didn't cry or make a fuss, just watched Quincy quietly.
