Jo is wandering the islands by day again. The first time it was to case out the islands, the people, the threats and everything else she could end up seeing now. This time she's looking at empty buildings. Looking for something that doesn't look like baby puke threw up on all the buildings. Something that looks right. Something that feels right. Wondering if either of those are things that even exist in the slightest anyway.

Which she has time for here, when there is absolutely nothing else to do here.

Unlike how Shatter didn't at all, making her use the only little that was available.