Aerin watched as the taller of the two figures wave to him. As he drew closer he could see that both were women, one tall and thin, the other shorter and curvaceous. Slowing his run to a jog he watched the two signaling to one another, still to far to make out most of the gestures he had a spark of hope. Maybe one of them could understand him. As slim as it was he wanted desperately to hold on to that hope. When the curvy woman turned away and walked off he was slightly confused, but then he figured there was others she that she was going to talk to, or possibly they had water and she was getting him some. No longer worrying about the why he closed the distance to a handful of yards between them.<br/><br/>Studying the thin girl he saw she was of Asian descent or some sort, and rather tall for a woman. He still stood easily a half foot taller than her, but she also had a torn piece of wreckage in her hand that looked like it could do some harm if she was so inclined. Wary, unsure of her state of mind after surviving a plane crash he slowed to a walk and raised his hand to wave. Stopping several feet from her he made several gestures at her with his hands, and waited for a response, but could already tell by the look in her eyes that she was not one that understood sign language. Shaking his head he raised both hands to her palms facing her, a clear gesture of non-hostility. His deep blue eyes ran over her body once more reading her body language like a book. She seemed to be friendly enough. Offering her a smile he lowered his hands and slowly walked to her closing the distance. When she was in arms length he extended a hand to her in friendship and with his bright blue eyes locked onto her dark brown ones and a warm smile one his lips.