"I wasn't going to make a habit of it..."

Eyebrow raise.

"So, what do we do with you..."

She probably didn't mean for that to sound menacing. 

"That sounded threatening," Jacob points out helpfully.

"Then I apologise. No harm will come to any of you."

"Why is there anything to do? We're fine here," insists Charles.

"I think she was talking long term. We kinda already have two orphans."

"It's a big island."

"True."

"Can we at least keep this one?" says Moira, gripping Charles by the shoulder. "He's feisty!"

"I'm feisty!" he agrees, and Lilly and William roll their eyes in unison.

"Carol needs to be somewhere her power can be nurtured and grow. So, here or my house."

Carol snorts.

Zaneta allows herself a chuckle. "Given the circumstances, I think keeping you all together would be best for now. Not that you can't keep visiting, Maurice."

Subliminal happy noise, and he is now blue with lime stripes. 

Nat shuffles her feet a bit.

"Are you alright, child?"

Shrug. "I think so."

"It's okay if you aren't."

"But I think I am."

"Good to know. So, any of you want pants?"

"Yeah," says Lilly, and William and Carol nod. Nat is still in her rock armor, and Charles seems to be fine.

"Hannah?"

"Kay." She produces some clothes, simple shorts and t-shirt affairs.

They start getting dressed. Except Carol expertly applies some colour to the sand on her body so it'll go away and then the other two want in on that so they won't feel sticky.