And everyone was rushing off again.  It was normal she supposed, whatever normal meant when you'd survived dropping from the sky in a plane and falling into the ocean only to wash up on an island.  It still worried Asta a little bit, like everyone was reacting and being excited and running around all over the place.  There didn't seem to be any sort of direction to all of their activities.  Maybe it was shock, or maybe some sort of weird way people acted after a big tragedy, like when the reindeer had suddenly turned and stampeded back through the drivers, killing several of them and for a while no one knew what to do until the headman sorted everyone out with his presence and sharp commands.  They needed someone to do that, and Asta wasn't sure it was going to be Kim-Ly.<br/><br/>She really didn't like how they just abandoned Alejandro.  Not a bit.<br/><br/>Kneeling on the sand beside him, Asta pulled his suitcase closer and added several more that he could reach without stirring much.  Pointing to his open one, and then the roll of knives, she motioned opening the others and taking things out to set in imaginary piles.  Asta did it several times and then put her hand on his shoulder and motioned towards the ocean and then herself, then one of the still wet suitcases.  Nodding, trying to make certain he understood she was going to be right there, she stood up.<br/><br/>"Alejandro," she said then cupped her hand over her mouth, faced the ocean, and screamed out her own name, shrill and sharp.  "Asta!!!!"  Spinning around, as if surprised, she mimed running in place and then knelt beside him again and put her hand on his shoulder and then got back up again.  Asta shed her shirt like a whisper and handed it to him, then went back towards the never ceasing surf to begin to recover more of the suitcases.  This time her work was more certain, less fast paced, and seemed calculated to keep going until she could not see any more or until the job was done.<br/><br/>Already her pale skin was turning pink but she seemed unaware of it as the small pile of suitcases began to grow larger.