When he didn't respond she mentally sighed a bit and frowned as she recalled how he couldn't really speak much. Frowning, she eyed him warily as he moved to reach out for her, getting ready to back away again, though stopped when she noticed the way he recoiled from the sun, refusing to move from the dark shade of the rock shelter he was ducked beneath. She frowned a bit, furrowing her brows in confusion as she looked at him with a bit of uncertainty, before then back down at his hand which was now blistered. It was only then she noticed the other fresh blisters over his skin as well. "The sun hurts you?" she questioned, her voice still skeptical of his presence, though a bit softer than it had been moments before, though also not entirely expecting a response from him since she already knew he couldn't speak well.<br/><br/>She looked around them a bit for a moment, as if trying to consider her situation and decide what to do, and it was then she recognized where they were. It was somewhere she knew, unlike what she had been expected. She thought she'd be somewhere the dark ones lived or, or something, but upon realizing the small shrine island they were on, with the barely visible markings of a long lost story between Jalung and Nakiki written in the rocks, she realized that this situation was a lot less threatening than she though. She glanced back down at the water, before back at him again "Did you....save me?" she asked, pointing to him, then to herself to try and help communicate with him.