Jango nodded. "Some heal faster than others. But we haven't found your shark yet so you won't heal as fast as the rest of us. Give it a day or two. Don't want to go in the water with an open wound." Sharks weren't as likely to attack them as a normal human but they all felt the feeding frenzy when there was blood in the water. Some were better at resisting it than others but there were few times in the tribe's history where anyone had been attacked and seriously injured. At one point, there had been a small group within the tribe that had become so zealously connected to the shark spirit that they had become cannibals, hunting the non-Malie population. The tribe had stopped them quickly and erased all trace of them. Of course, that was back when they were all still running around in loin cloths and the most advanced technology was a rock tied to a stick.<br/><br/>"In the meantime, I thought I could show you some of the tribe's historical sights. I'm sure you saw that little island in the cove on the way in? Well at low tide you can walk out there. There's some old carvings of Nakiki there."