The hot air balloon carrying Ackster and Wilma set down on the sandy beach shortly after the island with Ackster's prospective trainer came into view.
"Welp! That's all for me. Good luck, madman!"
Wilma waved as she took to the air again as soon as Ackster left the basket.
Ackster turned around with a raised eyebrow.
"You're leaving just like that?"
Wilma stopped waving and nodded decisively.
"Yep. I don't want to risk meeting Bo again."
"Huh?"
"Bye!"
Wilma was already too far up to maintain a conversation.
'No wonder she wasn't as talkative.'
Ackster realized Wilma hadn't stayed quiet only because he asked her not to ask any questions. She didn't accidentally want to reveal what she felt regarding Bo, who Ackster assumed was the person he was here to meet.
Ackster turned around before noticing the paper slip sailing through the air.
'I'll come back and pick you up if Bo doesn't want you. :)'
