Hmm. That makes sense. I used to think about my parents a lot. Like, maybe they were super famous film stars so they had no time for me, and they'd come back and get me some day. Or maybe they were total jerks. Like my dad was a murderer or something, and my mom some kind of... I dunno. Or maybe they were just dead. I know I obviously had parents, but I'd rather not think about who they were too much...cause - Well, you know it - they can be a horrible disappointment.

*She'd been staring at her bottle as she spoke but then she realised she'd been speaking too much so shut herself up by taking another drink*

Guess we wait and see where we end up next and I'll get you a nice surprise from the next island.