Keats, of course. And Gene has to step back, because he can’t be how he wants to be in front of him. The sick feeling is back, not just because the man is going to try and take her again, not just because this is another test, and one he can’t help her with - but because these were their last few moments alone together, and now they’re ruined.

Keats is limping. Maybe one of the lads did a number on him. He hopes so.

‘He wants you to give up on your life. I told you he’d trick you.’

He won’t defend himself. It’s her choice.