Beth shrugs. Sitting up takes energy, but lying down feels like death. Neither option is great.

After a few moments, she realizes that she hasn't actually given him an answer--and then she decides that whatever, she'll sit up for a while. Her voice a rasp, she asks, "What were they like? The Cetas."

It's something to talk about (quietly, with all the Barrayarans in this tent). She has a vague, lingering curiosity in the wake of what they did to Daryl.