Yang exited the boat, though it had crashed he didn't seem all too bothered about it. Instead he adjusted his attire as he left and walked onto the beach. He took in the sites around him, he could see the captain laid out, his wound had just been opened by the wood being removed by a man, whilst another sang him a song; it wasn't the best Yang had heard but he thought if it was the last time for a dying man it wouldn't have been too bad.

He turned his head around as he approached the captain on the beach to see not only a scavenger attempting to grab something off the vessel but also what appeared to be a moving tree. He crouched down next to the captain and his two nurses. "Hello Gentlemen, truly a sad day. A fleeting tune for a long life. We shall morne you." He said before realising his wound had been healed by the song.

"Is what I'd say if you had not survived this encounter. What marvelous tenacity you have sir."