Thoughtful. ♪

[onluckywings]

[[ Dahlia's on a bench in the CMA, sitting upright while sipping on a soda, talking quietly on occasion. ]]

Is there a way? Surely there is, or is it down to luck alone?

[[ So. Very. Distracted. ]]

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[mischiefbreeder]

[What's this? Discussions of methods and relying on luck and what-not? Sounds like Gold's kind of talk! So he draws closer, listening to see what she's saying before he interjects...]

...There's a way to do anything!

[onluckywings]

[[ If anything is going to snap Dahlia out of her daydream apart from Caitlin, it's going to be some positive attitude! ]]

Aah, I truly love your way of thinking! [[ Clap clap! ]] Tell me, do you know of anyone who has gotten off the island?

[mischiefbreeder]

I know a fair few. Either they got out or they're doing a damn good job of hiding.

[onluckywings]

Do you know of their methods? ♪

[mischiefbreeder]

Can't say I do. I dared one of them to fly into the sky because they didn't believe me about the Island trapping people here, and well... They never came back. Others just mysteriously vanished.

[onluckywings]

Aah, like I did!

[[ Thinks a little more. ]]

Looks like all I can do is push luck along. Things will go as they will. ♪

[mischiefbreeder]

Que sera sera, right?