If he could get inside Christian's head, he could make out where he was. And he was with Jane, on the sofa, in the Room of Requirements, behind the weird tapestry, on the seventh floor. She didn't move. For all they know, he's already outside waiting, to pull Christian away from Jane, forever, for whatever his reason was.

She stared at Christian. She'd never seen him scared before. She wrapped her arms around him, kissed his forehead. She had just the idea. She took his hand and got them off the chair and started running for the door.