"Did you want to talk about it?" Amelia asks, bringing one leg up so it was over the other one and rested her head in her knee.
"The natas are getting closer and the dragon isles army thinks the rebels are the natas and it's all a mess..." Amelia comments.
Amelia nods "so stabbed in the back. Kind of, otherwise you wouldn't be here. You and Holly would be lead dead somewhere..." Amelia trails off when she realises she was rambling again.
Beth: She wanders around the camp, finding spare wood and gathering it into a pile. As she's looking for the wood, she trips over the hole Jack was in, face planting the floor accompanied by a curse. Jess: She looked around the posh hallway she'd fell into, eyes widening. She could hear a few soldiers walking in her direction, and so quickly looked around for somewhere to hide. Spotting a suit of armour, she climbed into it, looking out through the tiny holes as they passed. She'd forgotten the castle had actual people in.