OhGiulia's attempt to convince Asta to smear that medicine-leveled sun balm went unnoticed as the young girl limited to yawn and immediately fall asleep, leaving Giulia with the bottle in her hands without any sort of answer. She pouted and mumbled as she was determined to have that girl face the dangers of a reckless sun assault, but now that Asta was asleep, her determination vanished like a popsicle under the sun in july; Gulping, she mumbled again, and, not finding the daring to touch that girl even if it was for her good, Giulia rose to her feets and walked away, allowing the tired one to sleep and recover both from exertion and the sunstroke. Looking at Alejandro, fanning the girl, she nodded at him, as to declare her leave but before moving too far, she returned and placed the after-sun balm near the sleeping one, then, she left.<br/><br/>With just a few steps away from the spot she declared being safe and suitable for a small camp, Giulia spotted all the other survivors tending to other tasks, seeing the Asian woman prepping what seemed a seasnake nearby a small fire pit that was now sending its red and orange flames to dance and cast moving shadows over the white sands of the beach; gazing at the sea, now tinged with hues of orange and the violet of the oncoming night, she saw the ciseled and tanned frame of Aerin, that was returning from the aircraft with different bags in his hands and, step after step, his figure became clearer and clearer in Giulia's glassed eyes, and she spotted how much the man was carrying, seemingly without effort, with his muscles bulging and appearing even more cared and hardened.<br/><br/>The tall and strong man passed by her side and as soon as he was near the designated campsite, he let go of all the things he had with an "ooof", and all the goods thudded over the sand, giving the real image of the quantity of stuff he carried: she noticed a few lifevests... pillows... seatbelts... and, from a bag, rolled away what seemed canned food.<br/><br/>Approaching to him, now that he was taking his breath while satting on the sand, she smiled and nodded, she didn't know how to thank him for all he was doing and already did... he gave them water, PURE water, and now carried countless goods and foods... all without a word, just like Asta, he knew what he could do and simply did it at the best of his capacities. Giulia then took the bottle of water she used and indicated it with a flourish of the same, and, without breaking the contact with his eyes, she moved the bottle to her chest, where her heart was and simply said <<...Grazie...>> even if she did not know what sort of effect her words would have, she tried anyway.<br/><br/>Some time later, the firepite was now a fiery campfire, and all the survivors have reunited around the comforting reddish and yellowish light it casted, sending its smoky shadows all over their faces.<br/><br/>While satting with her arms resting over her knees, the curvy girl winced now and then at the uncomfortable feeling of the un-elasticized tissue of her clothes, now soaked with saltwater and dried, it felt like a suffucating and tight armor around her hips and waist, while a similar tight and uncomfortable feeling tingled in her breasts, making her fear that her nipples got bruises or other disturbs related to the careless friction of that folded-up tank top, certainly not designed for that purpose. While daydreaming of a relief for her uncomfortable attire, she noticed the other survivors, nibbling at the ell that Kim-ly captured or taking a few bites of the food Aerin gathered from the wreckage; with a smile, she noticed how Asta and Alejandro sat together and how cute they seemed to be, with Asta that covered herself to avoid awkwardice by Alejandro, and the way she wrote something in the sand and then pointed the starry sky that domed that place.<br/><br/>Giulia rose her eyes, and she saw that Aerin was just in front of her, with his bear and tatoos, he appeared like a sort of savage, yet, his deep eyes stated its smartness and civilization. Still, she cannot deny that the way his muscled body shined in front of the sparkles impressed her, her that was certainly not the kind that was impressed by models or gaze at muscled hunks at the pool nor at the beach... he was different... he was not strutting himself nor putting a show... he was simply comfortable with himself and the way he was.<br/><br/><<...K-Kim-ly...>> said her to call the asian woman, then indicated the roasting eel and smiled with a small clap, not knowing how to express her thanks, it was the best she came up with. Same thing for Aering, that she called and indicated all around themselves, the pillows, the food and even the fire, she came to know was thanks to him, and again, attempted a small, almost silent clap together with her warm smile.<br/><br/>Hearing whispers coming from the side where Asta and Alejandro were, she just gave a quick glance at them, but then returned looking at the fire, and the constant reminder that she need a change... trying to not listen to the thoughs her brain kicked in now and then, to not feel the tragedy, to not hear the silence of the night, interrupted by the occasional brush of trees and the constant sound of the waves...