Rye swallowed hard. Sleep. yes,, they needed to sleep.<br/><br/>"Um, Eden, we have been out in the rain and are totally soaked. Not to mention, the rain was cold and so are we. Does it hurt if we touch you? We can all huddle together if it doesn't hurt you."<br/><br/>Rye glanced at Emery to gauge her response but the chamber was dark enough that he couldn't make out much more than her eyes which seemed soft and compassionate. He shook his head. What good did human emotion do here? It had damn near killed Eden and would probably be the undoing of all of them in the end.<br/><br/>Rye settled down close to Eden but not touching him, quite, Not without permission. He stretched his arm out toward Emery, not knowing if she would come to him. A great weariness shackled him. Human emotion kept him free, he realized. It was what separated him from the monsters in Panem. Better to be a live dog than a dead lion, he thought with a rueful smile. A sigh escaped him. Probably just going to be a dead man soon, the boy had died last year when Dyson did.