"We should make camp by midday", Mack said. He sat on a log, poking at the remains of the breakfast fire. He glanced up Bianca who leaned against a nearby coconut tree. Her arms wrapped tight around her body she stared out at the waves. "You gonna be ok, Bianca?" Mack spoke quietly, looking into the firepit. "Fine". The one word answer was clipped and left no room for more questions and the sideways looked she added to it enforced the "this is NOT open for discussion" answer.
"Ok, then," Mack stood brushing his hands together, he clapped Mark on the back and sighed, "I guess that's that. Any questions or are we all clear on how we will proceed once we enter camp?" Bianca gave a nod of affirmation.
"So we'll gather everyone and tell them the hilights of what we've found and give them details on a need to know basis, right?" Asked Marc.
"Right, Marc. I want to reassure everyone that we are safe here." Mack said. "But, I also want to be certain of everyone's loyalties before I share our future plans."