The tent Alistair stays in is one of the smaller ones, since it's only him; he can sort of stand up straight if he sticks to the middle and doesn't mind having his hair messed up. Sort of. And he does mind having his hair messed up. So he rolls up onto his feet and never fully unrolls, opening the flaps curled over low—

"Pel?"

—and then straightens abruptly in alarm and hits the upper beam of the tent with his head. Cool. He shakes it off without pausing

"What happened?"

He assumes someone is dead.