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-"
"Yeah. I don't know if I've got something. I don't know how it's assigning things, if it is."
"If it is... Likely they advance its cause somehow or they're an inherent property of the creature - or it otherwise has no choice."
"We should at least try to - figure out connections between people, and possible applications."
"Yeah. But we all need to get some rest first. We've been running full tilt at this since we started."
She nods, and finishes tying the bandage in place. "Sensible. There's food, here, so I suppose we have time."
Jenn checks her range of movement, finds it acceptable. "We need to figure out something resembling a plan."
"Yes. We also need to go through what past Binas have done - hopefully they left records."
Coming out of the house. "I found clothes! They might not fit well, I was kinda eyeballing and don't have much selection..."
She's doing a remarkable job of walking while not looking at Jenn. "So! Should I go find Ant? Since blood's all dealt with - or maybe wash the sidewalk first..."
Jenn's not going to be fussy about sizing right now. "Mm. Probably clear the blood off first. Seems...polite." (Exactly what is the etiquette for pretty much bleeding out in front of the ghost(?) of a dead teenager?)
"Right. I'll - try to find a garden hose or something." She hands over the clothes.
Jenn ducks back into the house to trade towel for clothing, and then goes to see if she can help find a hose.
Bina's found one, but it doesn't stretch far enough, and she's having less luck with extenders.
"-Buckets and try and aim the flow of water into the nearest storm drain?"
"Probably best, yeah." She scrubs at her face, further smearing mud and a bit of blood.
"You should go wash your face. And we should clean up your knees as well."
She opens her mouth, pauses, then deflates. "I should probably shower and change. I think I saw some clothes that'd fit me. Probably Twelve's."
Jenn nods. "I'll clear up the blood and go see what our options are for food."
And Jenn washes the blood off the street as best she can.
"You said there was food?" she asks Elizabeth.
"Yes. That I can see. I'm hesitant to touch most of this without a more thorough cleaning, though. And there might be more inside the houses."
"Yeah, that seems reasonable. And food sounds good. I'll also let Ant know the blood's gone?"
"Thank you for managing food." And she's off to notify Ant, find clothes, and shower.