“Maybe.” Ocellus didn’t sound hopeful. “Convincing my father will be the hard part. Uncle will be easy, he’ll believe you if you aren’t lying. He’s simple like that. And even if you do convince them… it’s been so long since we thought about what to do after the quarantine that nobody talks about what we’ll do like the queen used to. If Chrysalis were still here… but she’s gone, so we’ll have to make do.”