John was bored and tired. The island had called but he had ignored it in favour of his stars. He needed answers but had no way of getting them, well he did, maybe. Problem was what if he was wrong? He was fairly certain he wasn't but fairly wasn't a high enough to potentially destroy everything if he was wrong.
It seemed Eos had finally learnt that he wanted silence. Her chattering had been driving him mad, he needed to think, to find answers and her musings where only adding to his confusion. Part of him had wanted to shut her off, to mute her and silence her forever, but he couldn't because she was right and that was the problem, well, part of the problem.
The line was not blurred, it was gone. Missing. Leaving him standing here lost and confused, and yet he was the one that was supposed to know what was happening, what was going on. He was supposed to have the answers to their questions.
The island was calling again, watched the little flashing icon and wondered if he could put them off again, it wasn't like they would fly up and get him, they had far bigger problems at the moment. Maybe they where calling to tell him they had died, he wouldn't be surprised really. He swiped it away and called up the video of the explosions again.
He needed to find that line.