Even after countless days of building fires and scouting, you didn't have the time or energy to get to know everyone. While some were closer to you, there were people in your group—competent, skilled, good—that you were yet to get to know.

Like Sayid.

In your eyes, he was always quite intimidating, which was odd since he was always on the kinder side of the survivors. He never really picked up a conversation with you, other than to tell you what to do and give you advice.

You'd be surprised if he even knew your name. Or your story, as you knew his.

After Jack reunited the group nearby the makeshift table in front of the biggest tent, you all decided to form duos to explore the island and progress on finding a way out.

As a result, you ended up paired with Sayid. It was awkward at first, certainly only in your eyes, as a deep silence settled in and you could only hear your footsteps.

It was only when you took a water break, sat against two trees, when he broke the excruciating nothingness.

"You are skilled," he said casually, after wrapping his curls in a bun. "Good at scouting, I mean."