"Weren't you eyeing up a new purse anyways?" Valentin smiles, because he knows his sister. "There's no better excuse than 'ruined in a plane crash' to con someone into buying you a new one." Not that Adelle ever really needed an excuse.

He follows his sister back towards the stretch of beach closest to the plane somewhat absently, the way he might while she was shopping; he knows where she is, but his eyes are elsewhere. He's watching the trees. There are probably animals on the island, but what kind? Are they dangerous?

What of their fellow survivors for that matter?

He frowns a bit, looking back out at the wreckage and the beach. They have to run into someone soon.