Beth shrugs, sullen, at the thought. Going back in there means something might be wrong, and there's a good chance she'll be stuck in there even if she's fine. Nobody wants to take chances.

If you're being this much of a baby about maybe being sick, you probably are.

I just don't want to lie around in bed for a week.

"Probably just didn't sleep well," she says, though it's half-hearted enough that she doubts either of them believe her. "Let's just..."

She waves a hand down at the stuff they'd been working on, traps and arrows. Please.