Beth waits at the entrance to camp--and worries and debates going back inside, where it's almost warm, and worries some more--until Byerly finally shows up. He's alone, thank God, and he looks more confused than anything by the fact that she has more than her knife at her waist. Maybe worried.

"Yeah," she says, meeting his gaze. There's no way in hell she's explaining the sword; the word she gave to the guard at the armory was that she needed to practice and would bring it back in an hour. All true, especially now that it looks like Byerly was a man of his word about what he was up to. (One of these days, maybe she'll learn to trust him. Maybe.) "Did you find out where the body is?"