"Robin was a victim of her circumstances," Mary counters, putting her small hands on her knees as she watches Rosi pick through her findings. "But she wasn't any more or less hard to trust than anyone else who was here before us."

At least, that's the way she views it. Mary's mouth presses into a line, her brow furrowing.

"She had the burden of deciding our fates. People aren't usually keen on befriending their executioner."