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After two weeks on the Island, the information Riza had managed to gather was distressingly paltry. She had learned a good amount about the Island's geography and had a fair idea how the government and infrastructure worked. The people seemed to be kind and friendly and more or less content with their lives. But the answers she really needed --

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It was Scorpion -- Hanzo -- the man who died and then came back as something else. Riza relaxed just slightly. He had saved her life, after all, by escorting her to the clinic. But he reminded her far too much of King Bradley for it to be easy to trust him.

But she smiled just enough to be friendly, because she owed him a debt and it would not be wise to alienate anyone just yet.

"Fine, I think," she said. "To the clinic, at least. I haven't had much chance to explore yet." She gestured to her neck wound, still covered in bandages.

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Riza shrugged. "How else will I learn how to get around?" she said practically. "How much have you explored?"

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Riza's eyes narrowed just slightly. She had no plans to adjust to life here; she had people waiting for her back home.

"Quicksand?" she asks, keeping her tone light. "That seems strange for a jungle."

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"Good to know. Thank you."

She tensed slightly when he broached the subject of how long she would be here. He seemed keen for her to accept her fate, but Riza could not. She would willingly live with the consequences of her own decisions, but she would not sit down and let some mysterious, unknown force control her life. She refused to be that powerless.

"So I've been hearing," she said, her voice a few degrees colder than before. She had been reluctant to trust him before due to his inhumanity, but his evident desire for her to accept the island made her even more suspicious.

"I should get back to the clinic."

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Riza nodded back politely -- she did not like wasting words -- and headed in the direction of the clinic.