Totoka River keep the calm before the storm

Skua and Pier. Pier and Skua. Time would tell if Jasmine would remember their names, or if she'd be asking for them again in a couple of hours time. What mattered more than their names was that they had entrusted them to her, and they looked and sounded trustworthy enough.

"My parents didn't give me a last name either," she said with a shrug, as if it didn't matter, but felt a sting of envy that Pier had one for himself. Her only consolation was that Skua didn't have one either. "I'm Jasmine."

And she decided then to drop her treasure hunting ruse and stepped around the hole she'd been digging as if it didn't really matter. "There really is only sand under there," she said cooly, but didn't think she really pulled off cool as well as Bridget could, "so... if you're not looking for treasure, then why are you out here?" She punctuated this by looking around. The shoreline was barren, after all, except for the snow and the freezing ocean. And them, of course.