No matter what buttons she pressed, she couldnt get any bars to appear at the top of her cell phones screen. Shutting it off to conserve power, she put it in the top pocket of her jacket. She liked her jacket, a gift from her father one christmas, or birthday, she wasnt sure. A replica of the one worn by her grandfather during WW2, it even had period flying patches on it.<br/><br/>"No radios either, thats going to be a problem, no radios and no phone, means no Coast Guard pickup, and no return home to hear my insurance company probably refuse to pay, wonderfull", she said softly, trying not to sound ungratefull for her rescue.<br/><br/>'No, I'm not dead, I am gratefull for that, I guess its not my time to meet the Reaper", she added, unsure if Richard or Limux even knew about the Grim Reaper.<br/><br/>"I havnt been here long enough to either hate it or love it. Dont think me ungratefull, but, dont think that I'm just going to..accept the fact that I wont see my family again. They wouldnt give up on me, and I owe it to them not to give up either, my parents didnt raise a quitter", she said and continued walking.<br/><br/>"Ok, humor me Richard, what is life like here. You were clearly born here, but your grandfather was shipwrecked here, and from..where", she asked him while keeping her senses extended as much as she could. If a T-Rex did show up aiming  to make her part of its complete meal, she aimed to set it straight. She wasnt sure if the pistol tucked in the back of her jeans would seriously harm it, but it might scare it off, or it might just make it angry.