Olivia woke up slowly to find Peter gone. She yawned slightly and sat up on the ground. She couldn't remember falling asleep last night, but she wished she would have picked something more comfortable than the ground to sleep on. With Peter, Para, Avy, and Dex gone, their makeshift camp was eerily quiet. Olivia sighed crossed her legs in front of her after retrieving a small twig, and while resting her chin in her left hand, she drew pictures in the dirt with a stick.
Meanwhile, Peter had left to gather fruits and vegetables for the group to eat. He held a thin stone bowl on his hip as he picked up the apples they had abandoned earlier.