[ She slumps onto the log and checks out her leg for fear of actually looking Beth in the eyes. It's bleeding, but not too bad. Not like it had been when she was awake on the island, and she doesn't even have the belt around it, here. ]

I was dreaming and I could feel it—in the dream, yeah? [ She gestures to her leg and then shrugs kind of hopelessly. ] My fingers are alright, though, and they were pretty fucked when I was back there, too. [ Back there on the island. She can't say back home. ]

I know who you are, Beth.