She nods rapidly, starts poking along the shoreline for 'treasure'. She's still thin, frail looking, but she's in much better shape than she was yesterday! And who knows how she might be in a month, a season, a year?

A crab scuttles along the shoreline and Ibani watches it, curious, until it hides under a rock. She finds a piece of blue sea glass that goes into her pockets, and what looks like a shark's tooth? How did THAT get here?