While Frankie's assurance for having done this before did make Kairi feel a bit better, she still wasn't too sure how she felt about the idea it seemed it was a frequent occurrence for people to get stitched up on this bar. With Frankie's assurance, she did feel more confident in the woman's skill and abilities to properly stitch her leg up, however it was a bit disconcerting to think that something like this happened frequently. And she still had yet to get many answers to most of her questions too, which while weren't too important at the time of occurrence, now that she had calmed down a bit, was out of immediate danger, and her brain was coming back to earth and thinking a bit more clearly now, her curiosity and confusion was renewed.<br/><br/>Oddly enough, the more stitches that Frankie pierced into her flesh, the less painful the process became. Her leg was essentially numb in pain at this point both from the bite and the stitching it all just kind felt like a numb pricking. Or maybe that was the alcohol. Either way she was thankful that it became more bearable at least, and the tension in her body started to relax a bit, finally realizing she'd been gripping the bottle still and she let go of it, moving to sit up when she felt the stitches had finished and the antiseptic was just being applied now. Glancing down at her leg, aside from the stitches it actually didn't look as bad as it felt. In the moment of it all, it felt like half of her leg and flesh had been ripped off. But now with some of the blood cleaned out of the way and stitches keeping it from continuously bleeding, it actually seemed a bit laughable at the damage of the wound visibly left behind to how it felt.<br/><br/>Now sitting up on the bar, she was about to thank the woman for her help, though then the two of them started talking in yet further confusing conversation. It seemed as though they were talking about her, though she wasn't entirely sure why exactly, her eyebrow nit together once again in confusion as she looked between the two of them "Tell me what?" she asked, since they seemed to be taking a moment of debating and consideration on how to tell her whatever it was exactly. Maybe it was some kind of payment they were expecting or wanting for the first aid? Though some comment about having 'changed' didn't make sense, and while it was confusing, it had her thinking back to that moment she felt herself breathing underwater, inhaling water yet without choking or drowning on it.<br/><br/>When Frankie's questioning turned back onto her, she was brought out of her thoughts as she considered what she was saying, and while it sounded a bit weird, the way Frankie suggested she came to visiting this island was exactly as it had felt. "Yeah..." she trailed off a bit in thought "I mean I've always loved the ocean and water in the first place, but yeah, there was something about this place I just felt I really wanted to come here specifically" she confirmed Frankie's questioning "But I mean, I don't see why that's so important. It doesn't really mean anything does it?" she asked, still not quite understanding where this was all going, and why did it seem like there was something big that these two knew and she didn't?