Marina shook her head not agreeing with the tone he was giving her. Producing a huff under her breath with a mixture of frustration. At this time she was straighten her posture to test out if she could stand easily or not. Unfortunately, she had to take a few deep breathes since her pain was sharp this time around. Feeling the most discomfort on the side of her temple letting out a keen gasp. Forcing herself to sit up straight, so she can use both hands. One still holding the flashlight and the other gently tapped the source of the pain. Marina retrieved her fingers for viewing only to spot hot soaked blood dripping along with the salt water. “..No…” The word was caught in her throat as she murmured.<br/><br/>Gulped and her body shaken from fright. Although the gentlemen requested for her to change, she thought otherwise. “I don’t even know how bad my injuries, but…” She paused for a moment to slowly get up from the unsmooth territory. Her cheeks redden from the sudden cold that rose within the cave; however, it forced her to keep moving. “I gotta get back to my boat.”<br/>Deep down she had a weird feeling about the green haired man. It was a blend of not trusting him. Mostly because he was avoiding too many questions she had and directly denied taking any action. Even though she was widely assuming this man was responsible saving her from the pool, the clues were too obvious. She was wet from head to toe (not knowing how much of her body was covered in blood or salt water), he was the only one here with her, and he was generous to her despite the attitude he was throwing at her. Giving her spear clothes, food, and a flashlight. “<span style="font-style: italic">Why</span>?” She thought to herself trying to figure out what he could be hiding. Not that it was any of her business, but was starting to consider he may commit something dangerous. Admittedly, she didn’t want to think about it.<br/><br/>Another feeling she had about him is, it was unsettling as well, was she going to need his help. At least eventually.<br/><br/>Marina swallowed hard realizing this while she advanced forward. Staggering in her steps. Still using the flashlight she picked up towel, the tossed clothes, and the packaged food then walked up to the green haired man. Placing his belongings on top of his backpack. “Thanks, but I gotta go.” She said, unable to stare him straight in eye, but appreciated his help anyways. A part of her knowing she can’t travel through the island’s jungle/forest by herself.<br/><br/>Looking past the man Marina eyed the cave’s entrance and noticed how windy it’s gotten. She shook her head once again out of the ridiculous of the situation she was in. Marina reached her hand inside her pocket searching for her phone. “Shit.” Her hand came out empty, so she shifted her body weight to face the moon pool again. Starting to think she needed to go back. Marina gazed upon the open body of water with such awe again, just like she did earlier that evening, then started walking back to the moon pool.