Log 4: Ben

Ben: (to camera) My turn, oh um, okay...? Yeah, the last thing I remember was running from the two remaining Baryonyx. Darius says we escaped and made it back to camp. Kenji rubbed it in our face that we fainted and he rescued us. Yeah, right. Anyway, they got to work on the improvements and now we're helping  them set up the three tents and sleeping bags. (doubles over in sharp pain; softly) Just in time, too.

End Log 4

(Brooklynn sees him first and rushes to him. Ben looks up at her and Brooklynn struggles with her instincts. Thankfully, the other campers had heard the thud on the ledge and came up, immediately. Yaz helps separate Brooklynn from Ben and Kenji takes the camera and holds it steady. Darius escorts him inside the tent. Sammy watches, but as soon as Yaz's eyes meet hers, she blushes and looks down. She stays to be sure that her help isn't needed, then goes back down into the main treehouse, followed by the others. Darius returns significantly later.)

Brooklynn: How is he?

Darius: Miserable. This will be our first heat without suppressants.

Sammy: You two are on suppressants?

Darius: Yeah, you aren't?

Sammy: No, never been, just dealt with it.

Darius: Well, you're more resilient than me, that's for sure.

Sammy: Not really.

[A/N: Italics will be thoughts from now on. Bold is emphasis.]

Brooklynn: How will I survive this? I can smell him from down here. His...scent? Is Ben my...true mate?

Darius: Okay, guys, time for bed, we want to be up bright and early to look for more food.

Yaz: Sorry, guys. You and Ben are the only ones sleeping on empty stomachs. We were too weak to resist our instincts.

(They all sleep through the night, Brooklynn and Ben both restlessly.)