He checked the perimeter he'd set around the camp and on either side of the shuttle. Madison watched him, still feeling trapped in the past. She'd hoped if she talked about it, Ana's ghost would let her have peace. Would be satisfied that she became a doctor and helped people. But Madison still smelled the swamp and heard her sister beg her to help her.
Viglar came, pulled her up, and steered her inside the domed tent. It seemed solid and she touched the wall. It was hard metal. "How do you get it to be so small and then expand it this big?"
"Superior Zyrgin technology."
She rolled her eyes, fell down on the mattress, and then winced. It was like landing on rock.
"I will obtain a soft bed for you to keep in the shuttle," he said.