"I didn't even think about it, but... Yeah, it's been days," Veronica agrees with a small, slow nod. Every, single day she gets out. She doesn't wander too far -- She's got too many people who would give her a load of shit if she did -- but Mark's taught her a little about what plants to look for, and she likes the excuse to skirt the edges of the village, to take note of what new there is to see.

Except, it's been what wasn't there that should have stood out.

"Maybe they're out hunting or something?" she tries, ignoring the way her stomach wants to twist with anxiety.