"Yeah, there's a lot of stuff here that's different," she says with a nod. She wants to look over her shoulder again, make sure no one's discovered the body yet, but she thinks that might look suspicious and so she keeps her gaze forward and steady, watching the train station slowly come into view. It's not far, but it feels like it's going to take ages to get away from that man back on the beach.

"Different in a good way," she says, looking over at Carla Jean. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I have missed you so much, but this place... it's easier than the island. For me, anyway. Some stuff sucks, like Reggie is here, but he's different and older and he doesn't remember the island and it doesn't suck that he's here, of course, he's still pretty much one of my favourite people ever, but it sucked at first. Wanting him to remember, knowing he didn't. Harley's here, too, he remembers everything at least, which is good and wow, sorry, this is a lot of information all at once."