The past few weeks have been... Well, they have been a series of events, haven't they? Kate didn't understand all the brooding that had happened earlier, something about clones, whatever they may be, but the other things had troubled her more. The lists. The damn lists.

The lists with her brother's name. Possibly even brothers' names. She can still feel the frantic despair of where is Ned, where is he, I must get to him, is that Dan's name? Where are they? but she is trying not to let it overwhelm her. Particularly not as her husband has been so shaken at seeing the name of his cousin, the woman to whom he'd been a devoted guard for most of his life. It's more to do with Benedict than any sense of wanting something cheerful that has Kate arriving at the site. He needs to have something distract him, so here she's dragged him. Prodded him. However it is to be described.

Once there, Kate looks around, unsure which part of the set-up confuses her more.

"What are the sashes for?" she asks no one in particular.