Peggy still makes sure that she boards up the window they'd just come in with whatever piece of furniture she could use, trying not to look back at Riza just yet. When she does, though, she confirms that suspicion with a nod of her head. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear a thing," she confesses.

"The only voice I heard was yours," she says matter-of-factly, not entirely sure what that means. Given this place, she can't even trust that it means that something is afoot, because maybe it's Peggy who's having troubles. She can tell that Riza is certainly troubled, but she's not sure how to calm her. "What do you think is after us?"