Yehudit hobbled next to Sileas. "Everything is going to be okay, right?" Yehudit asked nervously.

"Time will tell. We have about a week to figure out a big chunk of it."

Questa strode onto the beach. "Enough of this stuff... Let's get out of 'ere."

"So much happened when I was gone." He saw the dingy coming to the shore and reached towards it.

Sileas helped him into the dingy then reached out for Yehudit.

Yehudit fell in and rocked the dingy.

Sileas placed on foot on the side of the dingy to balance it before she climbed in. Sileas sat down beside Nelek. "According to Ila, you've been out here for around two years."

Once everyone was aboard the rowboat Juniper began to paddle towards the ship that would return them to the ship, humming to herself.

"Two years is such a long time in our short lives." He said softly. "I must get to her as soon as possible."

"We'll get you to her as soon as humanly possible," Sileas vowed.

Questa idly carved the dingy with her shiv. She could not write, but she could make pictures. The crude figures resembled a certain redhead and certain man kissing.

"I need her." He whispered, then asked. "In all this time I was absent she never... looked for someone else?"

In reply to Nelek (msg # 187):

Sileas shook her head.  "No, she didn't. I think her heart was just too broken and, well,  I think she simply gave up on being with anyone."

"I'm relieved... you must think I'm selfish." He looked upset.

"Why would I think that? It only told me that you hold her heart."

"She has been all alone for so long." He said, trailing a finger in the water.

"But now, now she has hope. She knows we're out searching for you and she is waiting for you."

"But can she wait any longer? I already feel like I have been waiting a hundred years to see her, and that was hard, but now that I'm on my way... it's even harder." His hand pawed at the water as if to help Juniper row faster.

"Well if I were Aunt Aislyn and you were Larrigan, I would wait forever for your return."

Juniper silently listened to the conversation around her as they approached the ship and lashed the dingy to the ship."Ill have us moving soon" She spoke as she climbed the rope ladder on board.

Every time Yehudit moved, the dingy rocked. Yehudit was afraid of tipping the little boat over completely so she did her best to keep still. Her nose itched but she did not dare scratch it until Juniper lashed the dingy to the ship.

Questa abandoned her scratchings and shot up the rope ladder like a squirrel. She looked down at Sileas.

"Get Yehudit up first and then we can help Uncle Nelek up the ladder," Sileas stated. She had the strong suspicion he would need aid.

"I can get up there myself!" Yehudit clumsily scrambled up the rope ladder.

"Stop being full of pride and accept hel, Yehudit."