[She goes to pull her knives out of the tree, and starts returning them to their proper places in her outfit. Two up her sleeves, two in the flaps of her jacket, and two on her belt.]

There's got to be something that they've missed. Surly they couldn't have covered every angle. Maybe everyone has just been trying so hard to figure a way out of here that nobody has noticed it.

[She sits down on the ground, leaning her back against the now scarred trunk of the tree.]