"I don't know," Lana said, smiling a bit. It was a smile completely incongruous with the statement; she didn't like being uncertain any more than she expected Dent did, but there was a reason behind it. She gave him another second, and then put him out of his curiosity. "One of people I was with thought he knew what it meant, but he didn't have time to explain. We should have more time tonight."

It would mean not tracking down any new radio messages, but they needed to press through on the lead they had, not get distracted. "Besides, I doubt I'd make a very effective monster." Strong, she wasn't. And intelligence didn't seem to be high on Landel's list of desired traits. She could do terrible things -- and had -- but only in the right framework. Here she wouldn't be much of a threat.