Gabe is sweet and solicitous, and she chats comfortably with him as he walks her back across the camp toward her quarters, wishing her a warm 'good night' once they've arrived.

Sharon gives him a little wave and ducks into her tent. And then, a moment or two later when she's sure he's wandered off, she slips back out again into the cool night air.

Just past ten. That was the time Bucky had identified when they were in the lab. Nothing had happened last night when she went to the field at around the same time, but that's not enough to keep her from making her way to the edge of the camp and back down the now-familiar path to the open field where she'd first appeared.

She should get there in time. Give or take a minute or two.