Well, that kind of tightness was a thing real inquisitors cultivated. That anger at the world, the smoldering rage-even Angelika's face went from wide open and happy to tight, frustrated and suspicious. It was partly being in character-and partly being dressed up as a boy again, even if for a good cause.

But ahead looms the gates of the facility and they are just going to walk through, with only their boldness and daring to safeguard them. That, and a set of fake identity documents for each of them.