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-"
Bina's exhausted by the time she's done - more emotionally than physically, but still.
"We should write all this down. Then we don't have to talk it through each time."
"I'm not sure we should - add too many more people. But writing's a good idea, s'long as we leave it somewhere Ira can't get. Or write it in French."
"That'd hinder showing it to anyone else. And I'm not good at codes - but it's not like there'll be a loop after this to leave notes for..."
"Yeah. About that. Is it just supposed to be like...a block? There's kind of an abrupt...nothing?"
Jenn rubs a hand over her face. "We're gonna need to look at that. And find these journals."
"There were books in the boxes outside. Seemed to be a mixture of journals and reference manuals."
She'd usually argue -
But she kind of doesn't want to read the journals. At least, not yet.
She nods.
"Ugh. Yeah. Twelve said Three spent at least a year here. I would not want a year of those dreams..."
"Brought some bandages when I took the shower. They're... Kinda bad? Like, cut up and red and puffy."
"-That probably isn't good. We might want to scrub them with a disinfectant."
"...Probably, yeah. Also maybe see if there's any antibiotics. The wall mentioned a pharmacy?"