"You know she`s wasting her potential."
"I do."
"Then why--"
"Because it`s her potential to waste." Brian walked over to his wife, putting his hands on her waist and tugging her toward him. She came willingly. "We made her -- and God, didn`t we do a remarkable job of that? -- but that doesn`t mean we get to dictate what she does. She`s looking for answers. She`s looking for peace. If this is what she has to do to find it, let her. Ahab tilted at that whale of his for a long, long time before he found it."
"And it killed him when he did," said Katherine. "Are you sure that`s the comparison you want to make here?"
"I don`t have a better one," said Brian. He rolled his shoulders in an easy shrug, taking his hands off his wife`s waist and pressing them to either side of her face. He smiled, waiting until she smiled back before he let his own smiled die and said, "Tory is young and angry and trying to figure out what she wants. Right now, she wants answers. She wants to know what happened to her sister. To be honest, I`m glad. I`d be doing the same thing if I were younger and had her training. Anne... The thought of her gnaws at me. Every night, it gnaws at me, because I didn`t save her. I`m her father. I should have saved her."
"If we lose Tory too, what will we have left?" asked Katherine. "She`s chasing a dream. She`s chasing a hoax. Whatever they`re covering up has to be so much worse than mermaids."
"She`s an adult. You can`t stop her. Learn to accept it, or we might lose her anyway."