"Dont talk much?"

Headshake.

Jacob pats her shoulder.

"No idea where I might have seen that before.'

Jacob giggles.

Nat looks at him, then peels back the rock from her face so her head is sticking out of the armor.

Martin giggles a little as well. "So you do have a face."

She pokes her tongue out at him, then looks very surprised that she did that. Jacob pats her again.

"Resuming leadership duties, are we?"

Now he's not sure if that was appropriate. 

...yeah it wasn't. Jacob frowns.

Nat looks at him. "You were Jack Slash?"

Jacob nods.

"But he's the nicest kid you'll ever meet unless he somehow has a baby with Maurice!"

A grimace, now. Nat giggles, and is surprised by this, too.

Humour, he can do that. "Don't mind him, he just learned how babies were made a week ago."

Nat blinks in confusion. "How are babies made?"

"A boy puts his peepee in a girl and that feels good for both of them and then something in the boy goes in the girl and that grows into a baby," Jacob explains.

"Um."

"It's weird," he agrees.

"Your world's schools weren't doing their job."

"I didn't go to school," Jacob says. Nat just shrugs.

"How much do you remember of your old life?" he asks Nat.

"Not much. Didn't like my mom. Dad was never around."

"Oh. Well, I'm sure my mum can find you a new one."

"...a new dad?"

"Or a new mum, or both. Someone to look after you."

Sadde's turn to pat her. "We're team terrible parents, here," she nods.

"This kinda puts a dead dad in perspective."

At that Sadde frowns.

And now Jacob's patting her.

"So what do you want to do, Nat? We've got a whole island to work with."