They left Jango's houseboat. He didn't contact the others, thinking perhaps it was better if they did this without an audience. If it took a while for her shark to find her, he could always call Frankie or Nora to come watch and make sure she was ok if he needed some relief. He'd been through this before and knew it could take days if her shark was particularly shy or far away.<br/><br/>Jango led Kairi up toward the jungle, along winding paths through the trees. The forest wasn't too dense on this side of the island as it was the thinner part of the eastern side, mostly rocky and near sealevel before banking upward sharply. They crested a ridge and made their way back down into more jungle. The paths were hard to find but it was obvious they'd been used for several centuries, foot traffic having tamped down the earth, keeping plants from overgrowing the pathways. Jango helped her down some rocky steppes that led into a cove surrounded by steep cliffs made of volcanic stone. There was a small beach here leading down into the water, a rocky shelf keeping the water about waist deep until it dropped off sharply into open ocean.<br/><br/>"This is where the tribe's been coming for centuries to meet their sharks. The cove is close to a Pacific current and if you stand at the edge of the underwater shelf, the spirit will come right up to you." He turned to her, a reassuring smile on his face. "I'll stay with you as long as it takes. But remember, this could take a while. You'll get hungry. I know you haven't been taught to hunt yet but there's lots of little fish that swim in close. It probably sounds gross but you might have to snag a few. I'll be here to pull you out if anything goes wrong."