"Someone was killed. We're yammerin' on to keep from thinkin' on ti." Rose offered in Japanese.

"Smoke thing comes out during the day. I don't know if it's the water. Maybe. Too bad we don't have squirt guns." Rose sat down and began to pet Oorie, who was still trembling a bit.

"I don't suppose it's always smashing down trees, or the island would only be so much kindling by now, yeah?"