She shifted a little closer, her hand moving down to his shoulder in what she hoped was a comforting manner. She nodded slightly. "Well, what did he ask you? What did he want to know?" Because in many ways the questions were more important than the answers. By now what Brody knew just wasn't up to date, but those questions would be so telling.

She looked around for a second, then gestured to a bench against a wall, but still close to the fountain. "Do you want to sit down?"