He approached you carefully, his eyes fixed on you, looking for any hostile movement. You didn't react, continuing to pick your flowers. You didn't know who he was, and what he was doing on your island, but as long as he didn't attack you, you would leave him be. Much to your surprise though, he carefully sat down in front of you, observing you, and the flowers you were picking. He said something in a language you didn't yet understand, but you could tell it was a question. You drew an arrow in the dirt for him, directing him back to the ocean, where his ship was, telling him to go back.

He pushed his long, dark hair out of his face, his expression one of annoyance as the wind blew it right back into place. He observed the arrow you made in the dirt with a smile, removing his armor, and laying it on the door next to him. He pulled a rolled up piece of paper from his satchel, and unfurled it on the ground in front of you, it was a map, you figured. He waited quietly, his sharp eyes fixed on you, seemingly waiting for you to show him something. You realized, after recognizing the pictures on the map, that he had gotten lost, and most likely was trying to reach another island, and you knew the way. You drew a route in the dirt, making sure to show him that you knew where he was trying to go. He smiled at that, a smile that lit up his handsome face. "Camui..." he said, pointing to himself. "Camui Gackt." He continued, most likely introducing himself to you.