The first thing Beth does when she sees the soldiers is tense, instinctively raising her surgical scissors like a dagger.
The second thing she does is realize that the surgical scissors are no longer in her left hand. They aren't hidden back in her cast, either. Must be at Grady still--which is a crazy thought, since she should be, too, but it doesn't matter, because she just showed up to a knife-and-bow fight with nothing in her hands.
Only an idiot wouldn't follow directions in a situation like that, and Beth's not stupid. But as the minutes drag on into what feels like hours, and she has to shove her bare fingers under her arms to keep them warm, she moves closer to another prisoner and asks quietly, "Do you have anything on you?"
She somehow lost her scissors--and they wouldn't do much against a sword anyway--but somebody among them might have a gun.
[outsiders' tent]
It's a little better when they're inside, even if it's only inside a tent. Beth pulls a blanket hard around her, shivering inside it, and devours her bowl of food in hopes that it'll warm her up more. It's still freezing here, even with a few more layers between them and the wind outside. And worse, they're still prisoners.
She's alone here, as much as she was at the hospital--and after getting so close to returning to her group, it aches all over again to know she's...someplace. Maybe it's a hallucination, she thinks, but it feels painfully real when she can see her breath in the air before her. Hasn't this gone on too long to be fake?
It's going to take time to figure out how to get home. Until then, it's going to be awfully lonely if she sits here in silence, waiting for answers nobody outside the tent wants to give. If it's a choice between staring at her feet and trying to do something, even something small, she'll take doing something.
And that's why she turns to the person next to her and doesn't quite manage a smile. "I'm Beth."
beth greene
The first thing Beth does when she sees the soldiers is tense, instinctively raising her surgical scissors like a dagger.
The second thing she does is realize that the surgical scissors are no longer in her left hand. They aren't hidden back in her cast, either. Must be at Grady still--which is a crazy thought, since she should be, too, but it doesn't matter, because she just showed up to a knife-and-bow fight with nothing in her hands.
Only an idiot wouldn't follow directions in a situation like that, and Beth's not stupid. But as the minutes drag on into what feels like hours, and she has to shove her bare fingers under her arms to keep them warm, she moves closer to another prisoner and asks quietly, "Do you have anything on you?"
She somehow lost her scissors--and they wouldn't do much against a sword anyway--but somebody among them might have a gun.
[outsiders' tent]
It's a little better when they're inside, even if it's only inside a tent. Beth pulls a blanket hard around her, shivering inside it, and devours her bowl of food in hopes that it'll warm her up more. It's still freezing here, even with a few more layers between them and the wind outside. And worse, they're still prisoners.
She's alone here, as much as she was at the hospital--and after getting so close to returning to her group, it aches all over again to know she's...someplace. Maybe it's a hallucination, she thinks, but it feels painfully real when she can see her breath in the air before her. Hasn't this gone on too long to be fake?
It's going to take time to figure out how to get home. Until then, it's going to be awfully lonely if she sits here in silence, waiting for answers nobody outside the tent wants to give. If it's a choice between staring at her feet and trying to do something, even something small, she'll take doing something.
And that's why she turns to the person next to her and doesn't quite manage a smile. "I'm Beth."