Graham and Killian end up at the front of the pack, with the captain calling out any hazards to make sure that we don't trip. Neal and August are chatting about something too low for me to hear. I quicken my steps to catch up with Regina, not wanting to be left alone in the back.

(And maybe it'll be a chance to get to know her better.)

"Hey, Regina."

I smile her way, hoping to catch her attention, but Regina doesn't even glance my way.

(So much for getting a 'hello'. I have to say something to start the conversation.)

"Anything you hope is still on the ship?" I ask.

"Besides the first aid kit? Well, some of my clothes would be nice. I didn't intend on spending days in a shredded skirt."

(Which she tore up for me. Whoops.)

After that, Regina goes silent again, and I awkwardly rub at the back of my neck.

"You know, I almost picked another assignment over the cruise job. But this one got me out of the office, so I thought it would be a lot more exciting."

"Having regrets?"

(I don't know about that. There's definitely worse fates than being stranded on an island with a really hot doctor.)

"Uh … Not really. I mean, if we get out of here, the story I write will be outrageous."

"That's an understatement … So, is that what you do? Travel journalism?"

"No. This was my first time getting a travel budget. I would have been playing with puppies if I did the other one. Recording them doing cute stuff for clicks. Have you seen any of our videos? They're online on …"

"I read the newspaper and medical journals online. That's about it."

(I guess she wouldn't have a lot of free time to watch funny videos at work.)

"We probably have some stuff you'd like. There's too many sections for me to count. And every day something different is popular, so it never gets boring."

Something about that makes Regina frown, but she doesn't comment.

"I don't know if that means it'll be my career, though. Everything changes so fast."

( … Like going from a nice cruise ship to being stranded on an island. Definitely not in the five year plan.)

"Why did you decide to become a doctor?"

"…"

"I mean, it's really impressive. Everything that's happened to me, you knew how to fix right away."

For a moment Regina's so quiet I think she's not going to answer me at all, but finally she shrugs.

"It seemed like a simple choice to make at the time. But maybe I was just unimaginative."

(That's … not what I expected her to say at all.)

"Well, what's your speciality?"

"I don't have one. I'm a general practitioner."

"Oh."

(Think, Emma. There has to be something you can say to get her to open up.)

"Where did you go to school?" I ask.

"In Seattle."

"Awesome. So you're West Coast like me."

Regina arches a brow at that, but I can't tell if she's surprised or irritated.

"Where are you from?" She asks me.

"San Francisco, originally."

I get a soft 'hmph' in exchange for that answer, and she goes back to walking in silence again. It's hard not to grumble as I hear Neal and August chatting along in front of us.

(Why doesn't Regina want to open up? We've got to get to know each other at some point.)

"Look alive, everyone. There she is." Says Killian.

(Finally!)