Once Andrew was gone, Elizabeth came to her senses. She used the blanket to clean herself up, which was a lengthy process, before sneaking out and getting dressed quickly. She was just in time, as James returned just as she finished dressing, holding a fish.<br/><br/>“Nice catch, baby.” She said nonchalantly, as though she’d just waken up. Her entire body was on edge, knowing that she’d be spending the next few hours or days waiting until she and Andrew had an opportunity to sneak off. She’d been a good mother less than twelve hours before, and now she was beyond a terrible person.