Sonia bites her lip, not trusting herself to speak right away, and just nods. No, she doesn't want to start crying all over again, not in front of Beth, not when she's sick. But finally she swallows and says, trying to keep her voice as even as possible, "Yes. On -- on purpose."

It makes her sick to think about, to repeat it, because every time she says it, it's like she's only making it more true. Scrubbing away any room for it to be a lie. Helplessly, she reaches for Beth's hand.

"York -- one of the people who just escaped -- York told me. He's one of Wash's friends. He said Byerly was on the base, and he wasn't...he wasn't there as a prisoner."