[There's only a short amount of time to dwell on what's happened before they all meet to discuss it, so the energy is quite tense. Waltaquin puts her chin in her hand.]

I was with Sonya. We were trapped just outside our lodgings, near the hammocks. That's where I slept. [She looks and sounds disgruntled, if only because they made it so close to their destinations before they were waylaid. ... Or perhaps she doesn't find the tactic of boxing them all in particularly sporting.]

We didn't see anyone else last night, and in the morning neither of you left the cabana, either. It seems none of us made it home before being restrained like cattle.