Clarisse wouldn't ever say this out loud, she's not the type, but she's really grateful to have Astrid with her right now. She trusts Astrid, who seems steady despite the darkness and almost always remembers which way they should go. Clarisse, meanwhile, feels like she's stumbling around like an idiot. Not literally stumbling, but all these tunnels look exactly the same to her. And it's hard to hunt in the dark, go figure.

Astrid's sudden admission is surprising, because she's seemed to be doing okay so far. Or maybe Clarisse just hasn't been paying enough attention, too wrapped up in her own anxiety. In retrospect, it's probably the second one.

"You ever done anything like this before?" she asks quietly. "Back home, some people do stuff like this for fun." Dudes with GoPros squeezing into holes underground. Freaks.