Iris caught Tristan's eyes for a moment, confusion in her expression. She seemed to be staring at her for a little too long. It was unnerving and she shifted uncomfortably on her feet, crossing her arms across her body self-consciously. Thankfully, she could relax when the other girl was distracted by Andrea's arrival. She let her shoulders relax and her arms fall to her sides.

When it was time to get into the boat to go to Mako Island, she climbed in and didn't pay much attention to the sputtering engine. She wasn't a mechanic. It didn't sound good to her but if the mechanic's daughter and apprentice didn't seem to find anything wrong about it, she had nothing to worry about so she simply stopped worrying. 

Dropping her bag onto the bottom to the boat, she took a seat and fell silent. Falling back into her thoughts, she watched the sleek grey shape of the dolphin at their side with a smile on her face. She giggled softly to herself, wiping sea water spray from her face as she sat back and away from the side. 

The smile fell from her face as the engine sputtered and died, her eyes widening as a bag of sweets were thrust into her hands. Watching silently as Tristan and Andrea began to paddle, she bit her lip and searched for a paddle herself. She wasn't exactly strong but she figured she could help anyway. That way they could get to the island faster, though they would likely have to camp out there. There was no reception on Mako Island. It was getting late and she suspected that none of them were good enough sailors to be able to sail the small boat back in the dark. 

Her stomach twisted with anxiety as she found a paddle and put down the bag of gummis. Something felt weird about being on Mako Island in the dark. She had never been there this late before. Iris glanced at the others in her group, biting her lip. "Is there anything we can do? If there isn't, it looks like we're camping out for the night." She spoke for the first time since boarding the boat. Her paddle pushed through the water, taking quite a bit of effort on her part. As a result, her words were a little more strained than usual. "I mean, there is usually no reception out there so we can't exactly call for help."

The twist of nerves in her stomach tightened as she remembered her family. They were bound to be worried about her if she didn't return by midnight. Her fingers tightened a little on the paddle. Hopefully that meant they'd come searching and they could all go home without waiting for this boat to be repaired. 

Iris jolted from her thoughts when the boat hit shore. Picking up the bag of gummi snakes and her own backpack, she handed the sweets back to their owner while she slung her bag over her shoulder. Checking her phone, she sighed. Her hunch had been correct. "Anyone got any signal out here? I've got nothing." She pocketed the phone again, climbing out of the boat and onto soft sand. The forest and volcano seemed to be bigger than she remembered them to be. Perhaps that was just because it was dark but it made her anxious all the same.