It was a long wait but Jango stayed the entire time, taking time off working at the hotel. Once his mother found out what was going on, she and a few elders arrived to watch Kairi's progress. But after a day, they left, sending others in their place. The beach constantly had at least three or four tribe members watching. Frankie, Nora and Gia would sometimes bring Jango food and clothes and he'd set up a little tent by the side of the cliff.<br/><br/>It was almost a week in and Kairi was still waiting. On the seventh morning, Jango awoke inexplicably. He'd been drinking with Frankie last night by the fire so he'd expected he would be sleeping well after the sun had come up. He didn't know what had woken him but he could guess, slipping out from under the canvas tent and stretching. He felt an anticipation, like he knew something was coming and he squinted, trying to catch sight of Kairi in the water.<br/><br/>There was a sound above him and Jango looked up to see several people at the edge of the cliff, having just come out of the forest. He recognized them and as he looked around, he noticed others arriving. His mother stood with several elders. Beside them was Nora and Gia, holding hands. More and more of the tribe came forth and Jango knew. Something had called them all. Something about this ceremony, about Kairi, was important and the tribe was bearing witness.<br/><br/>Jango walked into the water, stopping when it was knee deep, watching the calm waters, waiting...