"…Hey. You know it's dangerous to be here, right?" You hear a boy's voice, nearly scaring you half to death.

Ever since your mother passed away, it's been hard to focus on anything else thats happening. Thankfully, you got time off work to mourn, but you've only been spending it sitting on cliffs while gazing into the distance, your mind constantly going a mile a minute, unable to stop thinking about your mother's tragic situation.

Most people in your tribe already know Kinich, but you've never personally met him, despite living there your whole life. You feel guilty that this is his first impression of you, probably assuming you were going to jump.

"I hope this wasn't because of Ajaw."