[scott's on his way back up the beach from where he'd been checking out the tide pools. he's carrying his boots in one hand while the other carefully holds a round shell which contains one small hermit crab.]
[he picked it off a rock and now he's not sure if it's good eating or what. he hopes it isn't.]
[glancing up from the crab, scott's attention is caught by the man standing before the vast jungle behind him. it's a strange place to be and it'd almost seem suspicious if they weren't all stuck on an island. with his interest piqued and remembering his word to sif that he'd keep an eye out, scott makes his way over.]
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[he picked it off a rock and now he's not sure if it's good eating or what. he hopes it isn't.]
[glancing up from the crab, scott's attention is caught by the man standing before the vast jungle behind him. it's a strange place to be and it'd almost seem suspicious if they weren't all stuck on an island. with his interest piqued and remembering his word to sif that he'd keep an eye out, scott makes his way over.]
... Hi.