Beth smiles back. It's nice to think of somebody doing what they love, not just doing what's needed. Maybe, if they can find a way to end this war, he'll be able to go back to it.

"They have to trust you a little," she says, gesturing vaguely at the barn. He's here, isn't he? It doesn't make sense to her, how anyone would torture a person and then let them do what they wanted, but she's not the one making the rules. "They kept us in that tent for two weeks when we started showing up."