A: Yosuga has never been good at these sort of things. Even if she's supposed to have wonderful self-confidence. (she frowns at her feet and squats in the sand of the island, pushing her toy gun into the warm surface. well. she's definitely stranded here on this island with nobody else in sight. a sea navigation gone completely wrong on her end. she should have never set out alone.)

B: (there are small grunting sounds coming from behind a tall tree, followed by the noises of fussing leaves and vegetation. when you look closer, there's yosuga, her pigtails caught up and tangled in some branches she'd been climbing through.) Yosuga...can definitely get out of this one. She definitely can...

C: (yosuga has just arrived and boy are her jimmies all rustled. she's in the town center as to be expected, her head whipping back and forth as though she's searching desperately for something specifically. when she catches the stranger's eye she makes no hesitation in going up to them.) Excuse me. Yosuga is looking for somebody.