The hospital is far behind her--light years, maybe entire dimensions, away--but Beth hasn't broken the habits she picked up there. She moves like a ghost around the tent, saying little and watching everything she can. They're surrounded by strangers, both in their prison and beyond it; if she has a choice, she's going to figure out who's dangerous without coming under anyone's wrath herself.
(Luckily, everyone's been a lot more civilized here than at the hospital. Wrath is starting to seem like too strong a word.)
So she doesn't interrupt the conversation a man--a doctor? that squiggly stick means doctor where she's from--has with their guards. It doesn't seem to come to much, though she's tensed for more open conflict than exchanged words. After, though, when things are back to normal and she's eaten her lunch, she finds the man.
"Why do you want to go to the medical tent?" The answer's pretty obvious, but she thinks she's probably better off not making the guess herself. Her reason for asking is similarly a no-brainer: there are two stitched-up cuts on her face, like parentheses above and below her eyes, and a plaster cast around one forearm.
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(Luckily, everyone's been a lot more civilized here than at the hospital. Wrath is starting to seem like too strong a word.)
So she doesn't interrupt the conversation a man--a doctor? that squiggly stick means doctor where she's from--has with their guards. It doesn't seem to come to much, though she's tensed for more open conflict than exchanged words. After, though, when things are back to normal and she's eaten her lunch, she finds the man.
"Why do you want to go to the medical tent?" The answer's pretty obvious, but she thinks she's probably better off not making the guess herself. Her reason for asking is similarly a no-brainer: there are two stitched-up cuts on her face, like parentheses above and below her eyes, and a plaster cast around one forearm.