Lizzie

When we left the room where Ramses worked, Caela disappeared down the tunnel to find Olivia. Jamie led me through the labyrinth of underground passages to another room, this one a little brighter and less office-like.
"Ailie," a slithering voice called, causing me to jump. "Welcome, dear. So nice to meet you."
"L-Liz?" I stuttered.
"Ailie, dear, call me Lizzie," she replied.
"O-Okay," I said.
"Ailie, are you scared, dear?" Lizzie asked.
"Y-Yes, Lizzie," I informed her.
"Don't be scared, Ailie," she said soothingly. "I won't hurt you."
"Alright," I managed. "So... Lizzie, what do you think of Quain?"
"Quain?" She asked, her forked tongue flicking as she spoke.
"Mhmm." I nodded.
"Well, he is your brother, yes?"
"Yeah."
"I see. And Caela's brother, too." She tilted her head. "Well, Quain LaPorsche was abducted by the government."
"Is that all?" I asked, almost hopeful.
"Yes." She nodded.
Damnit.
"You best be on your way now, Ailie, dear," Lizzie ushered me and Jamie to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."
I nodded to her as she closed the door behind us.
"Is she always so... upfront?" I asked Jamie.
He nodded. "Yes, most days."
When we returned to the normal hallway, the first person who saw me looked me in the eye this time.
And she smiled.