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"I don't know, I didn't see her"

Hunter looked up at him, "How...How long have you been here?"

"20... 30...40 years, but after some time you will lose track of it"

"How have you been surviving for so long?"

"Skills"

Hunter stood there speechless for a while before he grabbed something out of his pack, a sleeping bag, he laid it on the floor of the boat and burrowed inside of it

((Gtg sleep))

Back..

yeah

"Oh no you don't" Hector flipped his shit. He drow the hooked chain through the sleeping bags bottom, and dragged it out of the boat, with Hunter still in it.

“Wait, do you know how to get back to the main isles?” She asks, starting to get worried how she would get back.

"Actually I don't know where the main Isles are, you see, with everything floating, things tends to move around" Hector began assembling a ramshack shelter out of rust sheets of steel for Hunter.

“So we’re stuck here is what your saying.” Ari says, frowning.

"No, feel free to find the Isles, there is no force keeping you on this dump"

“I meant stuck on the small isles, until we find where the main ones are that is.” Ari replies, she clicks a button on her jet pack, it shifted, appearing like a regular backpack.

"Probably"

"Actually yes, yes you are stuck here" He corrected himself.

"How?" Hunter asked.

"What do you mean? And by the way, DON'T GO ON MY BOAT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, OK!?"