"I was raised on a farm," Beth answers with a smile that she's sort of surprised comes as easily as it does. "I'm pretty sure I was climbin' fences before I really knew how to walk that well."

Facing the chain link fence, Beth looks at it for a second, then tucks her knife back into its sheath at her waist and curls her fingers into the links. It takes a second for it to come back to her, but as soon as it does she starts to move quickly and she reaches the top of the fence without much trouble. Glancing back, she pauses, not wanting to get too far ahead of Blue. Just in case.