Elizabeth sighs exasperatedly. "Danger, smanger. We can handle anything together!!!", she wiggles about happily, stopping abruptly when she almost falls off the barrel. "So what are you gonna draw, huh?", she asks as she smiles, "I'm gonna draw a turtle!! Yep yep!"

She wobbles a bit from trying to do move around. Night was still making his way towards the island that was now only about 20 meters away.

"I'll get some sticks and other stuff for wood. You can get the big sticks so we can make a hut! I've always wanted to go in a hut, you know. They looks fun. Until it rains, then it's not so fun..."