María feels a twinge of suspicion. Is Gil really one of the good guys? she wonders, cautiously concealing her thoughts behind her mental portcullis. She really doesn't have any way to know for sure. After a moment's hesitation, she decides to stick with him for now, so she carefully looks around to ensure that no guards are watching, then slips out of the tent and hurries to catch up to Gil. She'll go to this meeting, but she intends to pry some answers out of him along the way. Who were those two, Fluer and Glory? she asks him. Fleur said something about turning me over to slavers. She listens as Gil fills her in on what he told Cecil while she was unconscious.
If you knew the market was used as a hunting ground by the slavers, why did you let us wander freely there? she queries when he finishes. It could have ended very badly for me back there. She carefully modulates her tone, intending to come across as violated and hurt--which isn't much of a stretch. If there's anything María's mother taught her, it's that you're never unarmed when you can make someone feel guilty. Maybe that guilt can extract some answers from the patia. Moreover, she plans on discreetly checking what her codex has to say about slavers. Not that I have any reason to believe that it's any more trustworthy than anyone else here... she muses.