He tugged on a vine, and fastened it to the rock glistening next to him. He stepped back and looked at his handiwork. A perfect hammock streched across the rocks parralel to where the other one was. What a day it had been. He went from just trying to entertain himself for the umpteenth day in a row and now he had someone he had to protect, a friend. He thought back to what it had been like to have friends back in the village, but the memories were bleak and distant now. It had been 7 years since he left, only a few details remained in his mind. Just seeing another person again felt like a new experience. He looked over and saw that the beautiful young girl had awoken. He slowly went over and knelt down next to her his eyes growing wider as the anticipation of finally having a friend grew and grew. "Hi," he said, "I'm gryson. Are you okay?"