The look Murphy gives him is so unimpressed it crosses over into incredulous. "Which would seriously complicate my involvement. I'm not gonna take chances on running into more of you. One's enough."

The dim streetlight overhead throws odd shadows over her face as she looks up at him, makes her eyes stand out a little too bright. "I'm serious. You think it's possible? You think there's any chance she left willingly? If she fucked off on her own, I'll start asking around the clans, see if somebody's turned her recently. But if the Covenant's responsible-- what would they do with her? What do you people do with dissenters?"

She's thinking aloud, rapid-fire, but the questions are important. She's not sure precisely when she accepted the fact of her involvement as a given. Apparently that's happened, though.