Cerulean Cape i'll savor how this emptiness defines you

her first question stumped him. not that he didn't understand what she was driving at, but he had never put a lot of thought into whether or not they were all inheritantly bad in some way, shape, or form. the second one only furthered his stumped nature, but it was soon swept up in talk about her being from an island.
island? there's an island? he was dumbfounded now entirely, his brow furrowing and his eyes trying to pierce through their hazy, snowflake-laden surroundings to find such a place. he couldn't see it, he hadn't seen it, even when things had been clear.
i think you're pulling my leg, lakhos decided. i haven't seen an island anywhere.