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-"
"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?"
"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."
"...Probably, yeah. Also maybe see if there's any antibiotics. The wall mentioned a pharmacy?"