We aren't even on that fetid, rancid island dear, sweet Haruhi. [She chuckled darkly, shaking her head.] We're on an all new rancid, horrible island with all new perverts running the show. Part of me wonders if you're really here right now.

I couldn't say for sure, though. Time's hard to keep tabs on but it's been a while.

[As their hands found each other, she twined her fingers with Haruhi's, closing her eyes behind the bindings.]

Are you well? Considering?