[ It's an answer William needs to think over, so the silence following her question lingers for quite a bit of time. ]

I can't say how anything will go. Neither can you, or anyone else. Even the certainty we felt standing on the cliff's edge was interrupted.

[ He hums quietly as they approach a small town just west of Beachy Head. Being just after dawn, only the fisherman who work just off shore are busying about. The remainder of the town seems to still be waking. William directs the horse towards what looks to be a place they can rest and have something to eat. ]

It's not what either of us want to hear, I know.