Making it off his giant rock of an island might have been the least of his worries, it turns out.

There's that guy - the Balladeer - singing with a parrot. Well isn't that adorable. He's very adorable and likable and he has a very colorful bird.

"You're jealous?" says Nova abruptly. "Of him?"

"No," mutters Johnny. "No, I just don't like him. And how he's in such a damn good mood all the time."

It's weird. And yeah, a little unfair.

He considers just turning around. Neither of them wants this - neither of them needs it. But he's on a narrow, sandy path leading right to the beach - if he wants to circle around it, he'll be getting his legs and shoes soaked. There's no other way but to cut across.

He sighs heavily and continues forward, holding his rabbit a little closer.