As Giulia tightly held Asta to her soft chest, she looked at the not-far-away group of the other survivors and the relief of seeing the asian woman, the one that first of all handled coconuts and offered their juice to them, soon replaced by discomfort as the woman simply took hold of her stick and began to swim into the shallow waters, probably in search of fishes, and the natural way in which that woman behave around them, made her think that maybe they are not so fucked up, since someone might have lived in a similar environment since childhood...<br/><br/>Still, nobody turned its head and Giulia was about to go for herself, but suddently, she spotted Alejandro moving and grabbing hold of knives and a coconut "SI!" thought her while looking at the man that was hardly carving a hole into the thick skin of the exotic fruit. Soon, Alejandro was near her and the opened coconut hanged in his hands. Looking in his eyes, the italian girl took it <<Grazie>> but it felt like a surgeon receiving an instrument from an aide; Giulia moved Asta so that the nordic girl's head rested on the italian girl's right hand, appearing as if Asta was a baby in the caring hands of the soft and motherly look of the curvy one, She moved the coconut near the dry lips of Asta <<...bevi, dai... >> said her calmly, pouring a bit of the fluid over those lips.<br/><br/>With the corner of the eyes, she saw the man fumbling with the shirt he had on his shoulder and moving it as to cover the heated girl, Giulia's eyes darted to Alejandro's and slapped his hands away <<MADDAI! è assolata, ci sono sessanta gradi all'ombra, è andata in giro nuda fin'adesso... e te la copri!?>>  shooking her head in unadverted dismissal for his action, she returned her attenction to the girl that was trembling in her arms. <<...Dobbiamo spostarla al fresco...>> said her to Alejandro, remembering after a while that he was not able to understand <<Spostarla. Muoverla. uh...via... ombra. Si!>> said her almost in triumph <<Sombra!>> reminding that, effectively, the italian word of shadow, Ombra, was just the spanish word, Sombra with an added S... <<Alejandro e Giulia. Asta, sombra. Va bene?>> with that, she was almost sure she explained the situation clearly, and then, with delicate movements, took the girl underneath a shoulder, raising her from the baggage she was sat on and looked at Alejandro, waiting for his help, in the while, Giulia looked at the shadows of the palms, they needed to move her under the safety of the palm forest's canopy, where not a single sunray would pass and where the air is fresher, her mind also wondered if in the medical-pile Alejandro made, she could find something to prevent sunburns.