( Her gaze is still fixed on the floor, away from Astrid. She nods, even that movement jagged and betraying her emotion. )

I know.

( Blinking, she hasn't quite recognised that tears have spilled down her cheeks. )

But I hate that I'm here and they're not. There were-- we were given three days, and told only one of us could survive to the end. They could have had to kill each other, and I've just been safe here.