She laughs. Or perhaps it is. They made such a point of showing her the Firespine terminal. They think they can weather what comes. Perhaps they have cut the connection to the house already, in one of Lönnrot’s tunnels under the world, and all she can do here is give them what they want. She imagines Jones, manful with a chainsaw, shaking his head at her. All for nothing, Mielikki, I’m afraid.