As the water cleared from her face she instantly regretted raising her voice, he was young far younger than she had first anticipated. "Ah.." She winced at the cut on her finger. She felt sadness for the boy, he was too young to experience something so horrible, the dead floating in the water turning it red, this truly was like a living horror movie, she noticed herself drifting away and looking once again out to the sea where the dead lay and at that moment she knew that she couldn't wallow in pity but instead she had to put a brave face on for this boy, she had to at the very least be able to help someone, perhaps that would give her some relief from the pain of hopelessness.

"Your right, we should get moving." She said smiling at the boy, "What should I call you then?" She spoke softly and began to peddle her feet hard pushing the metallic piece of debris towards the coast.