He was about to leave when a commotion at the man's back caught his attention. But he was not able to see, since the man was covering, whoever it was. He did not want to pry to their privacy, so he decided to leave instead.
"Hey, what is making all that noise?" That made him stopped in his tracks. He knew that voice and it felt like a big tidal wave just crushed on him as his lungs stopped from taking in air.
He did not want to look up because if he did, he knew he would see her standing just behind this man. He could already imagine what she looked like. But he had no choice, he had to confirm it.
When he did, there she was in her disheveled form, on her robe, looking like she just woke up. She had not seen him yet, but he already saw what he needed to see. Then, it all clicked. The man that he saw on the island was the same as this man. That was why he looked familiar.
