A noticeably dirty and skinny teenager says to her, "Hello. What crew are you from?"

"Wha?"

"What crew are you from?" the teenager repeats herself.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Where am I?"

"We're from Eros. You have to have a crew, you have a baby and you're clean."

"I don't think I've slept in two days so maybe you're actually making complete sense but I dunno what you're talking about."

"Really?" the teenager says with a horrified expression. "Come with me, we'll get someone to take your baby and you can nap and then we'll find your people."

"- yeah that sounds great," she yawns, and she follows him.

Rebecca is brought to a tent. The teenager takes perhaps a slightly unreasonable amount of care in making sure that the tent is completely zipped before she takes the baby away.

Rebecca takes about two seconds to assess this tent before she flops in it and falls asleep.

When she wakes up, Catherine is crying and three teenagers are arguing about whether it's more dangerous to feed the baby expired formula, to starve the baby, or to wake Rebecca.

Rebecca unzips the tent and wobbles over and plants Catherine's face on a boob. That was maybe a whole hour of sleep, hooray.

"We're sorry," the teenager says, "as soon as she's fed you can go back to sleep."

"Thanks." Sigh. "She eats a lot."

"Sorry," the teenager says, "people who are breastfeeding don't scavenge. If you don't know where your crew is, we'll cut this trip short and take you to Eros so you can swap off with the other moms."

"Is crew a - sailing thing -"

"Your people," the teenager says. "You know, the ones that help you find food and shelter and defend yourself from drones and forklifts and other people's crews."

“My foster parents are probably at their apartment? Where I was? Till just now?"

The teenager has a baffled expression. "You have more than one old?"

"They're... married?"

"Excuse me," the teenager says, and leaves.

The conversation outside Rebecca's tent includes the words "dream emanation" a lot.

How about she and this baby both flop in the tent and she tries for the 400th time to sleep while nursing and see if it works yet the way people keep saying it should.

As soon as the baby seems to be done nursing, a teenager will come by to collect it.

For the rest of the afternoon, Rebecca will be brought a baby occasionally for nursing and then allowed to sleep undisturbed. When the sun sets, Catherine is placed in her tent. Throughout the night, Rebecca has a sense that if she leaves the tent something horrible will happen. 

That's concerning! It makes it hard to sleep, actually!

In the morning, a teenager comes by to collect her baby. 

"Did you sleep okay?" the teenager says with a perhaps unusual level of concern.