The kids run through the forest, barefoot.
Dark-skinned boy: EDDY!
The three come to the water's edge and stop, surprised.
Dark-skinned boy: Oh? Oh, okay. Nevermind.
They watch Eddy pull on a rope to raise the boom of the mast. The tool box is open.
Dark-skinned boy: You... built all of this? Since when?
Eddy: Since the first six months passed and my family never showed. Dad taught me one good skill before leaving me here... and I'm using it to get out.
He turns to them, tears in his eyes, eyebrows furrowed.
Eddy: Listen... if we're all going to TURN eventually, do you really want to do it at a stupid Aquifer? I want to go out and live a little, even if it kills me.
The three continue to watch, looking perplexed.
Eddy: The coast guard is distracted right now, and I can sail through the mist to hide. It's the best time to get to another island.
Camille looks on, pleadingly.
Camille: Can... Can I come with you? Even if someone catches us anyway, I don't want to stay here.
The girl with seabitten ears turns to her.
Girl with seabitten ears: Don't you have any family? You don't have to run?
Camille looks down sorrowfully.
Camille: No. They all got...
She looks side to side, worried.
Camille: ...No one's coming for me either.
