“What’s up?” she asked, somewhat sleepily. He glanced over at her. “I haven’t heard anything all day.” She raised her eyebrows. “I’m sorry, did you just say ‘all day?’ How long was I out?” He shrugged. “A while.” The girl rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time. “You could have gotten me up.” “I didn’t want to.” She clambered over the opposite side of the cushion. For all its comparative luxury, the tent had no real bathroom, only a “drainage gap” in the far back corner. Hunting around in her pack for something to pee in, she became acutely aware of just how weird the situation was. “Don’t look over here,” she told Rai. “And don’t listen.” Obediently, he covered his ears. She suspected he was making fun of her, but that didn’t stop nature from calling. Once she was done, she sealed the container and put it on the floor, scowling. “Sorry if that was weird.”
