Alleluia finds them in the dining hall. "I still have a room here, Isabella," she says. "Would that be a suitable place for us to talk?"

"I don't see why not. Can Micaiah join us?"

"I had meant for it to be just you and I."

"I thought so, but we've only just gotten married, and he doesn't want to go away from me, not one bit," says Isabella. "Is it something personal, or...?"

"It's about you."

"I can't imagine anything you'd like to talk about with me that I'd want to keep secret from my husband, Alleluia."

Alleluia looks at Micaiah, frowning slightly.