"I think I can peg you because Ennis pegged you, so to speak." Caleb said, stretching slightly; a few bones clicking. "...No, I'm not going to say that. Because that's a stupid idea. Being on-guard all the time accomplishes precisely one thing; it makes you tired. The advice I'm going to give you is just this... know who your friends are, know who your enemies are, and make sure you know it well. Miranda.. she isn't as loyal as Ennis thinks she is. But he counts her as a friend, so who am I to say otherwise? The enemy of my enemy, and the friend of my friend... all that guff."
He shrugs nonchalantly.
"I'm sure you're a smart lady and can figure that out though. I trust your judgement..."