"Oh, shut up!" Mathea snarls. "What do you want?" "I want to talk to Ylva," Arvid says. "I'm not stopping you." Mathea walks away and he follows. "If I get us in, will you let me talk to her?" "She's sixteen. What makes you think she'll listen to me?" But Mathea pauses. "How, anyway?" "I know a way round the back," Arvid says smugly, and beckons. "Follow me!"