Cameron was shocked at the fact that they considered her opinion to be of any importance; Omega must have genuinely been how Justin had described them, not just some 'do-gooder' front they put on for the masses. 

“I, um,” she cleared her throat, feeling the glare from the rest of those in the room, “I can’t pretend to understand their motives behind it. They could truly want to merge to increase population, add more to the gene pool, and continue to thrive. Or, it could be something more sinister than that. I really don’t know. But, I think with the circumstances we’ve been presented with, it may be our only option. We should keep our guard up though, in my opinion, until we get a better feel for what they are wanting from us.”
 
Cameron looked around the room to try to read the faces that were intently listening to her. She couldn’t.

“They did treat us kindly, though. I did not see anything alarming or suspicious while we stayed there. I don’t think they’re used to running into anyone other than the savages that live up north, which we would need to be extremely careful of.”

She looked over to Justin and smiled faintly. His positive outlook was definitely starting to rub off on her; she never gave anyone the benefit of the doubt anymore, especially after what she had gone through at Chesapeake, but now she was ready to move a group of people into a civilization she didn’t know much about. Maybe it was positivity, [i]maybe it was stupidity.[/i] 

“I think we should do it. I, um, I will need a new knife though. Mine unfortunately stayed up north with the camp that took us prisoner.” 

Cameron breathed a sigh of relief to finally have said her part and have the spotlight taken off of her. Everyone surrounding her seemed so wise. Even Justin, although he wasn’t much older than her. It was a bit intimidating to say the least. 

The council decided to sleep on the decision, which was understandable, since whatever path they took would have a severe impact on Omega. 

A moment after they had stepped out of the meeting, a woman led Cameron to a small room for her to retire in, complete with a small bed, a cabinet, and a wooden chair. Once the door had closed behind her, she wasted no time to get into bed, setting her clothes and boots on the chair and climbing under a thick blanket. Exhaustion was constant so far from all the extensive travelling, but she wasn’t complaining; it was better than being dead with the rest of Chesapeake or being cooked and eaten by savages. Plus, along with Omega taking her in, she made a friend. A good, selfless friend. 

She sighed before wiggling her body into a sort of fetal position and falling asleep. But the deep sleep didn’t last long, and her eyes soon fluttered open to stare into the dark room. After a half an hour of tossing and turning, she decided to get up and talk to Justin. She didn’t really have a chance to see how he felt about the situation, and part of her desperately wanted to know where his head was at,seeing as he was one of the most level-headed people she had ever met. 

She got dressed and slipped out of the room quietly into the dark quiet night, and after speaking to a guard or two, she found her way to Justin’s room and knocked lightly. “Hey, it’s me,” she whispered into the wooden door. “I’m coming in.”  She entered the room quietly and sat on the chair in the corner. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t sleep. I keep thinking about everything, and,” she shook her head. “What do you think they’re gonna do?”