Issac felt himself being slowly moved towards the dining hall, his ankles being scraped against the ground. He was somewhat surprised at what Pat said, most people split and ran when Issac attempted to push them away. "I... It's just... I'm not used to being helped out." Issac said as he began to walk alongside Pat, using him as a support instead of being dragged along.

"That's a question most people don't have an answer for anymore." Issac said, thinking about a few of the kids he asked this morning after they got off the boat. No answers to it, only things he could call them. "However, my name is Issac Zattello. I guess that I'm lucky to remember both my first and last name." He said, a slight smile on his face. "Now, if I may, could I know the names of the brave souls who helped me today?"