Camping outside overnight isn't something Cassandra has done often, but right now it seems like a better idea than hiking down the mountain. Right now, she's sitting in a folding chair by one of the campfires; she's also about halfway through her second glass of wine, and trying to convince herself that she really ought to eat something too.

A little later in the evening, having lost track of how much wine she's had, she can be found in the circle of people playing games.

"Never have I ever," she begins, pauses to organize the words, and finishes "been a citizen of a democracy."