Up above the hole in the ground, Ira is speaking to her watch:
"Are you certain?"
"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that you said we didn't do this until after..."
"But this reduces our advantage-"
Up above the hole in the ground, Ira is speaking to her watch:
"Are you certain?"
"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that you said we didn't do this until after..."
"But this reduces our advantage-"
"We probably shouldn't hang around for too much longer. I'm worried that she seems to be able to track us."
"Pretty sure it's the unlight in me, but, yeah, it's - really unclear if she can track people in general. But - where to?"
"There's an unused ward at one of the hospitals? Needs refurbishing, and with the brownouts I can guarantee it'll be empty?"
"That's probably good for now... Though we'll wanna check, I don't know, that Naughts will have trouble sneaking up on us..."
Their guide: aware of that, and adjusts her pace without anyone needing to mention it.
And fairly soon: Lainey is showing them a back way into the deserted ward.
"Thanks," Bina says, a bit groggy. She slept fairly recently, but the throbbing in her knees is catching up to her...
"You're welcome. C'mon, there's a couple of rooms that still have beds." She steers Bina towards one.
"Mhmm." Lainey leads the way to where there's a room with two beds in it - not made up, but beggars can't be choosers.
"What - " she murmurs. Her head... It feels floaty. Stuffy.
She's not sure how old she is in this dream.