"Unless you want to sneak it back to camp." She'd rather do that, if they have to do something, but that's not only dangerous, it risks incurring the count's wrath. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that that would be a terrible idea. "Or you could come back--it's not going anywhere."

But I'm staying here. Anything else would be wrong. It's her fault that they're out here in the first place; it's her duty to find out whether she's doomed an entire planet. The weight of that knowledge makes it hard to reply to Byerly's forced lightness, but she kind of owes it to him to make conversation. If he's going to be out here...

...Well, either way, they aren't talking about TV. Holodramas. Whatever. She gives him as much of her attention as she can summon in the presence of a potential walker. "Okay. Tell me about your hopes and dreams."